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Joe took the hint, and with march and song, he halted his men in front of the farmhouse, and setting McLaren down, took off his cap, an example which was immediately followed, and they gave three tremendous cheers for the new president of the Monastery and dispersed. Immediately, grasping McLaren's arm, Quintin said: "We must find Tom and learn whether he has cabled to London."

Joe must have been drunk when he tried to get in the house last night. Had he been drinking to-night? The sounder jarred rapidly. That was for the tower to the north. It was hard to tell from Joe's manner. Perhaps that would account for his not having called attention to the approaching presence of the special on the division. Pound. Pound. Pound.

As for all those who live in or along the Laughing Brook or in the Smiling Pool, they let Little Joe have his own way in everything. Now having one's own way too much is a bad thing. It is apt to make one selfish and thoughtless of other people and very hard to get along with. Little Joe Otter had his way too much.

"Putting explosive gas in the CO2 bottles," said Joe painstakingly, "wasn't adding a new gadget to a situation. It was changing something that was already there. The saboteurs took something that belonged in a plane and changed it. They did not put something new into a plane or a situation that didn't belong there. It was a special kind of thinking. You see, sir?"

"I have read that one man can carry another across a stream that he couldn't get over alone." "Jump up, young un," Bill said; "and you, Jack, get off your sea-boots. You stand just behind me and hold on, I feel much steadier now that I have got Joe on my shoulders. If you feel that you are going, leave go of me, you will only pull me backward holding on; and as you can swim you are all right.

It is too bad to break in on your vacation again, as we did to get the flood pictures, but the expected big slide, like the flood, won't wait, and won't last very long. You have to be 'Johnnie on the Spot' to get the views. I will await your answer." For a little while, after he had read to Joe the letter from Mr. Hadley, Blake remained silent. Nor did his chum speak.

"Reckon the judge was pretty decent," presently said Joe. "Yes, I thought so. He might have " But Shefford did not finish that sentence. "How'd the thing end?" "It ended all right." "Was there no conviction no sentence?" Shefford felt a curious eagerness. "Naw," he snorted. "That court might have saved its breath." "I suppose.

The four wavered in horrible indecision. Each looked at the other, waiting for him to make a move. There was no terror in the cries, only a wild excitement. Finally Big Jack, with an oath, snatched up the lantern and threw open the door. The others followed in the order of their courage. Joe bringing up the rear.

He wondered what shape the first suggestion for improvement by his aunt might take, but he didn't have long to wait, for the very next morning at breakfast she turned to her husband and said: "Have you figured out yet, Joe, how much pipe it will take to bring the water from the spring into the house?

"Reckon you've got the hunch," replied Joe, gloomily. "My God! man, that would be horrible!" exclaimed Shefford. "Horrible or not, it's liable to happen. The women can be kept here yet awhile. Reckon there won't be any trouble here. It'll be over there in the valley. Shefford, getting the women over there safe is a job that's been put to me. I've got a bunch of fellows already. Can I count on you?