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He said he felt himself to be consultant in general and family physician for all Dot's brood of doll-babies, for the Kenway sisters were far too healthy to need his attention in any degree. "If all my customers were like you girls," he declared, in his jovial way, "I'd have to take my pills and powders to another shop." Ruth knew that Mr. Howbridge had insisted at first that Dr.
Miss Shipman considered him her brightest pupil, but the fact remained that he really should have been well advanced in high school. Ruth Kenway was only a year older than Neale. His size, his good looks, and his graceful skating, attracted the attention of the older girls who sought the Milton Pond for recreation.
He looked so much different with his hair cropped, from what he had at church on Sunday, that few of the young folks who had observed his disgrace there, recognized him for which the boy was exceedingly glad. He remained away from the Kenway girls, and in that way escaped recognition. He had to get acquainted with some of the fellows especially those of the highest grammar grade.
Everybody save Aunt Sarah was on the qui vive over the Christmas party for this was the first important social occasion to which any of the Kenway sisters had been invited since coming to Milton to live. Miss Titus, that famous gossip and seamstress, had been called in again, and the girls all had plenty of up-to-date winter frocks made.
"Joyce, I told you that I was serious about this studying." "But so am I!" insisted the wicked Joyce. "Now let's try to work that out. Let x equal the number of pancakes " The end of Cynthia's patience had come, however. She pushed the books aside. "Joyce Kenway, you are abominable! I wish you would go home!"
He had a small forest of Christmas trees he was selling, just at the corner. "Good-a day! good-a day, leetla padrona!" was his welcome for Ruth, and he bowed very low before the oldest Kenway girl, whom he insisted upon considering the real mistress of the house in which he and his family lived.
Sam was never known to be into anything but mischief; therefore when he gravely presented the wise looking old goat to Tess, suspicion was instantly aroused in the Kenway household that there was something beside good will behind Master Sam's gift. "Beware of the Greeks when they come bearing gifts," Agnes freely translated. "But you know very well, Aggie, Sammy Pinkney is not a Greek.
The deacon leaned forward in front of the little girls and Mrs. MacCall. His face was very red, and he shook an admonitory finger at the startled Neale O'Neil. "Young man!" he said, sonorously. "Young man, you take off that wig and put it in your pocket or leave this place of worship immediately." It was an awful moment especially awful for everybody in the Kenway pew. The girls' cheeks burned.
Ruth could not allow the occurrence to end without an explanation. She ran to the fence and peered over. "Oh, Mr. Murphy!" she cried. "You're not really hurt?" "For the love av mercy!" ejaculated the cobbler. "Niver tell me that youse was the one that pushed the pig through the fince that har-rd that he kem near flyin' down me t'roat? Ye niver could have done it, Miss Kenway don't be tillin' me.
I saw a boy at Twomley & Sorber's Circus this last summer do that very thing and he did it no better." "Oh, but that couldn't have been Neale, Mr. Poole," Agnes Kenway hastened to say, "for Neale tells us that he never went to a circus in his life." "He might easily be the junior member of an acrobatic troupe, just the same," said Mr.
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