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As he started back, stung with intolerable pain, she lashed in turn the nervous horse, and in another moment the cart and its occupants were racketing down the home road again. "And now we never WILL git no closer to Shandon Waters!" said Johnnie Larabee, regretfully, for the hundredth time. It was ten days later, and Mrs. Larabee and Mrs.
"Well, I guess we'll go down now," announced Larson, after making several sharp ascents and descents to test the efficiency of the vertical rudder. "Why, we're quite a way from the farm!" exclaimed Mr. Larabee, looking down. "I didn't think we'd come so far." "Well, I'll show you how quickly we can get back there!" boasted Larson. "I'll have you at your place in a hurry!"
The fact of the matter was that the Larabee, being smaller and lighter, answered more readily to her rudders than did the Abaris. "We've got to have more speed, Dick!" called the aviator. "I'm going to turn about and go down. It's the only way to get out of their way. They're either crazy, or bent on their own destruction, as well as ours. Give me more speed, Dick! All you can!"
He could also have been observed going about, gazing up into the clouds, as though he was calculating from how great a height a man could fall with safety. In reality he imagined he was studying air currents. Uncle Ezra Larabee was certainly acting most queerly, and his friends, or, rather, his acquaintances, for he had no real friends, did not know what to make of him.
William Channing, of this city, who visits Earlville on a matter of business, which he will explain to you in person. You can rely upon his statements, as he is a gentleman of high character, and should you be able to render him any assistance, it would be greatly appreciated by Yours truly, HAIGHT LARABEE. Introducing One Lady to Another. Dundee, Tenn., May 5th, 1894.
With a rush and a roar the Larabee passed over the Abaris as she was so suddenly turned, and then something snapped in the machinery of the big airship. She lost speed, and began to go down slightly. "Did they hit us?" cried Dick, in alarm. "No, but we've broken the sprocket chain on the port propeller," answered Mr. Vardon. "We'll have to be content with half speed until we can make repairs.
Lizzie Tom tells me what the Indians do, and for the rest I just watch him. I toast his feet good at the fire every night, becuz Dan said his mother useter toast his; and whenever the sun comes out, I take his clothes off and leave him sprawl in it, but I guess I miss a good deal." She finished with a wistful, half-questioning inflection, and Mrs. Larabee did not fail her.
"Not a cent less!" declared Hank. "Won't you call it eight?" asked the crabbed old miser. "Ten dollars if you want to take away your machine, and then you can consider yourselves lucky that I don't sue you for trespass. Hand over ten dollars!" "Never!" declared Ezra Larabee.
Larabee has some fine animals. I know the breed. They're timber wolves, that's what they are, big grey timber wolves, though they sport brown about one in a litter isn't that right, Bennington?" "One in a litter, that's just about the average," Bennington, the Yukoner, replied promptly, but in a voice hoarsely unrecognisable. "And you must never travel alone with them," Captain Tom went on.
Cass Dinwoodie were high up on the wet hills, gathering cream-colored wild iris for the Dickey wedding that night. "And serve her right, too!" said Mrs. Dinwoodie, severely. "A great girl like that lettin' fly like a child." "She's she's jest the kind to go crazy, brooding as she does," Mrs. Larabee submitted, almost timidly.
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