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"Lemme stay," Jakey pleaded, not budging an inch. Fran lifted her face above the tousled head to look at Abbott; she sucked in her cheeks and made a triumphant oval of her mouth. Then she seemed to forget the young man's presence. "But when mother died, real trouble began. It was always hard work, while she lived, but hard work isn't trouble, la, no, trouble's just an empty heart!
A smile went round the little circle, but Miss Stanhope said, with a very pleased look, "Thank you, John; they shall be well fed, and I hope they will like their new quarters. How is Jake doing? I haven't seen him for some time." "No; Shakey is go to school most days. I vants Shakey to knows somedings." "Yes, indeed; I hope Jakey is going to have a good education.
"The agreement goes on to say that Jack Harpe found gold-bearing lodes in both of Slippery's old tunnels, that these claims will be properly relocated and registered I guess that's where Jakey Pooley come in and all three mines will be worked by a company made up of these four men, each man to receive one quarter of the profits.
Judas Priest, but this is a roarer of a burg! What it ain't got I never seen and I ain't no spring goslin', neither. I've plenty sand in my craw. You ain't been plucked yet?" "No, sir. I never gamble." "Wish I didn't, but my name's Jakey and I'm a good feller. Say, I'm supposed to be wise, too, but they trimmed me two hundred dollars. Now I'm gettin' out." He groaned.
I am reading a very sad story, called "Little Jakey." Jakey was the sweetest little fellow you can imagine, but he was poor and blind. I used to think when I was small, and before I could read that everybody was always happy, and at first it made me very sad to know about pain and great sorrow; but now I know that we could never learn to be brave and patient, if there were only joy in the world.
"What was yore motive in hold in' up Jack Harpe and Jakey Pooley?" "Was that who they were? I couldn't see their faces. Well, when I had broken the lock and opened the back window and crawled through, I went into the front room where I thought likely the safe would be, and I was just going to strike a match when I heard a snap at the front window as the lock broke. Maybe I wasn't good and scared.
To them and to a few friends with whom she is in closest sympathy she writes with intimate frankness whatever she is thinking about. Her naive retelling of a child's tale she has heard, like the story of "Little Jakey," which she rehearses for Dr.
Jack, who came from New York every week, would have liked what he called a blow-out, but the recent death of the Colonel and Amy's mourning precluded that, and only a very few were bidden to the ceremony, which took place in the drawing-room of the Crompton House, instead of the church. Amy gave the bride away, and a stranger would never have suspected that she was what Jakey called quar.
"I wonder what he did hear," Racey said to himself. "I thought I heard something, too." Whatever it was he did not hear it again. "There she is," said Jack Harpe, suddenly, and threw open the safe door. It was at this precise juncture that a voice from the darkness behind Fat Jakey said, "Hands up!" Oh, it was then that events began to move with celerity. Fat Jakey Pooley ducked and leaped.
She was beginning to remember, and Eloise and Jack kept silent while she went on: "And we are here to find my mother and Jakey." She looked again at Eloise, who answered her: "To find Jakey, yes; and to-morrow we shall see him. To-night you must rest." "Yes, rest to-night, and to-morrow go to Jakey," Amy replied, submissive as a little child to whatever Eloise bade her do.
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