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But for myself, I had fixed the day of my departure from Wallencamp, and, in spite of the discovery made in regard to the insufficient state of my finances, looked forward to that event without any trepidation, so that, I remember it was actually the day before the one fixed on, and still no hope had dawned on the financial horizon, when Grandma Keeler embraced me with some tender words premonitory of our parting, I kissed her gratefully, musing at the same time in dreamy, untroubled fashion: "Yes, I must be going home to-morrow."
There is a gap in my recollections of Clemens, which I think is of a year or two, for the next thing I remember of him is meeting him at a lunch in Boston, given us by that genius of hospitality, the tragically destined Ralph Keeler, author of one of the most unjustly forgotten books, 'Vagabond Adventures', a true bit of picaresque autobiography.
It was as though some flimsy product of an advanced civilization had come in to sneer at the sacred customs of antiquity. "I beg your pardon," the intruder began, addressing the Keeler family with exceeding urbanity of voice and manner; "I fear that I have happened in rather inopportunely, but I dared not of course transgress our happy Arcadian laws by knocking at the door."
But, Grandmother why do you and Captain you and Grandfather keep her and Keeler if they are so much trouble? Why don't you let them go and get someone else?" "Let 'em go? Get someone else! Why, we COULDN'T get anybody else, anyone who would be like them. They're almost a part of our family; that is, Rachel is, she's been here since goodness knows when.
One morning, early in my convalescence, I was startled by a mighty rumbling and scraping sound on the narrow stairway, as of some unwieldy object pushed steadily upward. The summit reached, I heard the retreat of manly feet, and this leviathan presented itself with Grandma Keeler as an animating force, breathless and smiling, in the rear.
"Come in, boys," Eva called as they passed the door. Roy and Rex obeyed the summons, leaving Sydney to go up to Mrs. Pell in the library. They found Mr. Keeler to be the caller. Rex started when he saw who it was. "Why, where is Miles?" asked Jess. "He stayed with his father," replied Rex. "His father!" echoed both girls. "Why, has he found him?" "Yes," answered Roy, "Syd found him.
But thinkin' I must be sociable, I says, "Your aunt Eunice is well, I s'pose?" "She is a moulderin' in jail," says she. "In jail? Eunice Keeler in jail?" "Yes, in jail." And Dorlesky's tone wus now like wormwood, wormwood and gall. "You know, she owns a big property in tenement-houses, and other buildings, where she lives.
Marcial and Co. to Gregorio Miro and Co., 2069.28 dollars; insured against war risk. Keeler and Vonhiss to John Wilson, 724.20 dollars. Consigned to order, and for account and risk of "whom it may concern." Woolsey, consigned to order. Amount not stated, and no letter of advice. Berner to Field. Amount not stated, and no letter of advice. Herques and Maseras to Juan Melendez, 41.58 dollars.
Wall, as I say, it was the very day that these three deacons went to Loontown to meet Deacon Keeler and Deacon Huffer, to have a conference together as to the interests of the buzz saw mill that I first heard the news that wimmen wuz goin' to make a effort to set on the Methodist Conference, and the way I heerd on't wuz as follows: Josiah Allen brought home to me that night a paper that one of the foreign deacons, Deacon Keeler, had lent him.
When, after the meeting he walked with the Keeler family back to the Ark, where he had been hospitably entertained, the Wallencamp boys saw us depart in silent wrath, and I feared that Treachery lay in wait for the Rev. Mr. Rivers.
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