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And, above the little body, the doctor's face, intently bent over the child, was lighted with a swift reflection from the greater light of the All-Father, yet above. "Poor little kiddie!" he said slowly. "It's a close shave for him, Brenton; but, if you'll stand by and help, please God, we'll save him yet." And Brenton did stand by, all evening long and all the night.
A little later Jim came out to where Norah waited in the hall, a little huddled figure in one corner of a leather armchair. "He's quite comfortable," he said; "hasn't spoken, but the doctor says it's a natural sleep, and Brownie and he are going to sit with him. Old kiddie, are you awfully tired?" "I'm not tired one bit!" said Norah, with no idea that she was not speaking the exact truth.
Over his work, Kiddie watched Rube climbing the mountain side, and once or twice he whistled to him to let him know that he was going all right. But very soon Rube disappeared into the brooding gloom of the cañon, and Kiddie continued with his work until every tin-pot shone like silver and the whole camp was faultlessly tidy. "Queer how fond of that boy I've got to be," he said to himself.
But if you consented, I might recover it would be enough to make me; then you would repent." She was silent, agitated in every fibre of her, but thinking hard. "What put that idea into your head?" she whispered, still holding his hand. "It was never put in; it was there always since you were a kiddie." "It seems so strange! I thought I was always a kiddie to you."
At half-past four on the following morning, Kiddie stood alone on the trail with his saddled pony, waiting in the darkness outside the depot of the Express in Fort Laramie, and listening for the thumping sound of hoofs which should tell him that the westward bound mail was approaching.
'My little sister is only five months old, says one little girl, 'and she has two teeth. "'My little sister is only six months old, spoke up another guest, 'and she's got three teeth. "The other kiddie was silent for a moment; she wanted to be polite, but she couldn't let the others put it over her like that!
"Hadn't been back in camp ten minutes 'fore you was at your old graft of shootin' law-breakin' Injuns." "Did you recover your ponies?" Kiddie asked. "Some," Gideon nodded. "But not the Arab mare the best of the bunch. She's took." "Oh, but the Arab is all right," smiled Kiddie. "You'll find her in the old stable back of the timber stack." "Eh? You captured her?
"Well, well, if it isn't my little Public Garden kiddie!" she ejaculated. "Yes. I'm so glad you remembered," beamed Pollyanna. "But you never came again. I looked for you lots of times." "I couldn't. I had to work. That was our last half-holiday, and Fifty cents, madam," she broke off, in answer to a sweet-faced old lady's question as to the price of a black-and-white bow on the counter.
The next moment he wheeled about and strode away. The girl watched him tensely till he passed quite out of sight, then, relaxing, she laid a shaking hand on Pollyanna's arm. "Thanks, kiddie. I reckon I owe you more than you know. Good-by." "But you aren't going away NOW!" bemoaned Pollyanna. The girl sighed wearily. "I got to.
"Nick Undrell's bin seen prowlin' around this yer camp a good deal lately since you've bin away on your trip, Kiddie. I'm kind o' suspicious that he ain't spying around for no good. Seems he's bin making friends with that big dog, too." "With Sheila?" Kiddie started upright in his seat. "By the way, where is she? I haven't seen or heard her since we came back.
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