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Then he has such a laning to it, you see, that the crathur 'ud ground an argument on anything, thin draw it out to a norration an' make it as clear as rock-water, besides incensing you so well into the rason of the thing, that Father Finnerty himself 'ud hardly do it betther from the althar." The highest object of an Irish peasant's ambition is to see his son a priest.
Stanhope, both for herself and Dora, and also a goodly amount in the hands of Mrs. Laning for herself and Grace and Nellie. The Stanhopes had always been fairly well off, but not so the Lanings. John Laning was a farmer, and this sudden change to riches bewildered him. "Why, mother," he said to his wife, "whatever will you and the gals do with the money?" "Several things, John," she answered.
But he remembered what Dora Stanhope had said, that after the holidays Nellie and Grace Laning were going on a visit to an aunt who lived at Timber Run. "Yes, Thomas, this is a map of Timber Run. This stream is the Perch River, and this is Bear Pond. The naming is in French, but that is the English of it." "Please read the writing on the back," said Dick.
For the Laning girls, Nellie and Grace, were cousins to Dora Stanhope, and Tom and Sam thought almost as much of them as Dick did of Dora. "To be sure she did," replied Dick. "But I guess it's well, it's a secret." "A secret!" shouted Sam. "Not much, Dick! Let us in on it at once!" "Yes, do!" put in Tom. "But it may prove a disappointment." "We'll chance it," returned Tom.
"Go care for poor Sam. See how his wrist is bleeding! Oh, how dreadful!" "Here is my handkerchief; he had better bind it up with that," said Grace Laning, as she offered the article. "We'll wash the wound first," put in Frank, and raced off for some water.
"Hullo, here is luck!" thought Tom, and thanked the farmer for his offer. When they got back to the farmhouse Tom's story had to be told to Grace and Nellie, while Mr. Laning went off to prepare a room for the youth. "Oh, Josiah Crabtree!" cried Nelly. "Why, don't you know he is trying to court our Aunt Lucy?" "Your Aunt Lucy? Who is she?" "Dora Stanhope's mother. Dora's father is dead, you know."
Dora Stanhope and the Laning girls had not been forgotten, and now these young folks sent gifts of dainty embroidered handkerchiefs, of which the boys were very proud. Tom and Sam had sent Nellie and Grace two elegant Christmas cards. What Dick had sent Dora he would not tell.
Stanhope's favorite nieces, and now that lady sent a set of beautifully embroidered linen, some of which had been in the Stanhope family for several generations. And to this gift Mr. and Mrs. Laning added some cut glass dishes of the latest design.
"Don't you remember the tramp who stole the watch, and the rows with Josiah Crabtree and with Arnold Baxter and Dan?" "Indeed I do," said Sam. "Mrs. Stanhope and Dora must be glad to be rid of old Crabtree and Arnold Baxter." "It's a pity Dan Baxter wasn't locked up with his father," said Dick. "Don't you remember how he used to bother Dora and the Laning girls?"
"Let us draw straws for it," said Frank, and so it was agreed. From the Laning place each knew the road well, so there was no danger of going astray. Besides, the storm was now letting up in violence. It fell to Frank's choice to go, and as he was about to leave Hans decided to keep him company. The pair was soon off, and this left the Rover boys and the Lanings to themselves.
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