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Updated: September 11, 2025
In view of the to do about prohibition and bootlegging in this country, it would be swell to have a feature story about bootlegging in Canada. Run up to Quebec and Montreal and stop at places between and give us a story will you. That Tontine story was a nice story, Jimmy, g'by." Hite had talked fast in jerky sentences. All Jimmy had said was, "Hello." The wire was dead.
After what McCall said, they'll not raise any obstacles to anything you want to do. I'll have Hale go along with you." "Have you heard from your reporters about the telephone call, Mr. Hite?" Hite's eyes gleamed. "Yep. I heard from 'em. You sure got a bull's eye then, Professor. The records show that someone called Flynn's home just about when the explosion occurred.
It would be safe to say that he brought his inspiration with him, for this was decidedly a man's country. We were told that it had only been visited by one woman in the past twelve years. Hite insisted on our remaining until the following morning, and we concluded that the rest would do us good. He loaded us up with watermelons, and with raisins, which he was curing at that time.
It was left to your mother, and you inherit it, not directly from Andrew Hite, but from her." "No, no! The whole tenor of the will was to cut me out of all share in the estate. It would be infamous in me, knowing what I do, to claim it. Besides, my mother died before coming into possession of this property. How, then, could I inherit through her, when it was never actually hers?"
The good couple were greatly excited, and they could not have been more delighted had the inheritance fallen to one of their own children. A few days later, Abner went to see James Drane. "So old Colonel Hite is dead, and you are his heir," was Drane's astonished exclamation when his client had explained his business, and had shown a copy of the will.
Twice he had sought to photograph it, and Constant Hite had watched him with an air of lenient indulgence to folly as he pottered about, now adjusting his camera, now changing his place anew. "And I believe I have got the whole amount of nothing at all," he said at last, looking up breathlessly at the mountaineer.
But other and more pressing matters engaged the attention of Professor Brierly and the reporter; matters that drove the fight out of their minds. A short drive took them to what had once been the home of William Flynn. They were at once admitted inside the police lines. McCall, from Canada, and Hite, from New York, had paved the way for them.
That's the kind of men the Clown and Hite are. You'd only insult them if you tried to pay them. There are a lot of things the old man has done in his life that he has never taken a cent for; and as for the Clown, I've seen him many a time doing odd jobs for some poor fellow that couldn't help himself.
We have no wives yet, and therefore think about one half the price ought to go to you. This paper will get you that double-barrel of Ben's father to-morrow, if you feel like going over for it; and you will also be allowed to purchase twenty-five dollars' worth more of ammunition, food, and clothing." The tears came into the poor fellow's eyes. "Damn! I know you hite men. I know you heretic.
"No," said Vrouw Vedder; "but it is cold, and I thought a cup of coffee would warm us all up." While they were drinking their coffee, Kit and Kat talked about the ice, and what fun they would have with their sleds on the canals when winter came. "I tell you what it is, Kat," said Kit; "I think we're big enough to have skates. Hans Hite isn't much bigger than I am, and he had skates last winter.
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