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"My coat sleeve caught on the clock and pulled the whole thing over." Roy. gave a sigh of relief and then almost smiled as he recalled what he and his sisters had thought for a minute had really happened. He bent down and helped the others to pick up the pieces. "I think this should be a warning to me to go to bed at once," said Mr. Keeler with a laugh.
No member of the staff at first seemed ambitious to get hold of such an instrument, but, in time, Keeler gave it a trial in photographing nebulæ. Then it was found that a new field lay open.
I felt no mortification on account of these treasures so intrinsically dear to my heart; but Grandma Keeler had insisted on binding a mustard paste on my chest. It was a parting request I could not have refused but in the close air of the car the physical torture began to be extreme. Tears fell on the cedar spray at my side, yet was I withal strangely, peacefully happy.
Roy's very readiness to oblige him added to his weight of remorse. He sat down on the edge of the bed and began to tuck the money away in his pocket book. Was he really a criminal? he asked himself. How horrified they had all been when they thought Mr. Charles Keeler had been an inmate of jails.
He made many new friends on this trip John Muir, whom he liked immensely in spite of the fact that he sometimes called him a "cross-grained Scotchman"; Fuertes, the nature artist; Dallenbaugh, one of those who made the trip through the Grand Canyon with Major Powell and who wrote "A Canyon Voyage"; Charles Keeler, the poet, and many others. Near Fort Wrangell, Alaska June 5 .
"Oh, no, I haven't been to bed yet." Roy flushed as he made this answer, and at this moment the clock on the mantel chimed out twelve strokes. "Are you in the habit of sitting up till midnight?" asked Mr. Keeler. "I suppose " He paused suddenly. His gaze had fallen on that book of criminals Jess had left lying open on the table.
He looked grave and thoughtful, and his newly acquired wealth lent dignity to his refined countenance. But it occurred to John Keeler that somehow it appeared as if Francis imagined himself sitting at his own trial. He seemed to show an almost eager interest in the subterfuges and the raising of legal dust by means of which counsel for the defense endeavored to blind the eyes of the jurors.
The infant Sophronia was seated on a bench of an exceedingly temporary nature, between Grandma Keeler and Aunt Lobelia, both persons of weight, and it so chanced, or, rather, it followed as a matter of course, an equal pressure being applied to both sides, that the board sustaining the three, broke directly under that diminutive victim of fate, awaking her thereby from feverish slumber; and whether the infant Sophronia had an immortal soul or not, no one there present could doubt that she possessed an uncommon pair of lungs.
"The idea of your thinking that because people are poor they can't be respectable! We shall be very glad to meet your friend, Rex," and Jess felt that she was in such disgrace that when Mr. Keeler was presented she tried to redeem herself by being excessively friendly. And this was not difficult for her to do. He was certainly very different from what she had expected.
I have no doubt that Mr. Keeler is in bed sound asleep by this time, with no thought of burglarizing the house." "I wish I could think so, but I can't." "Think of something else then. When are we going to leave Marley?" "The first of September. The new house is a beauty. You haven't seen it yet, have you?" "No, and I don't know as I ever want to."
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