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Updated: June 15, 2025
And remember this, The Merriweather Girls will help you in any way we can. We're not afraid of any curse. We're with you, every one of us." Joy started to speak. She turned pale then suddenly gave up. "All right. If Bet leads, I follow!" But there was no wild enthusiasm in her promise. But it was rarely ever that the professor wanted company in his search.
I had noticed that in Illinois the violently radical wing of the opposition was very strong. So I sent Merriweather to strengthen the radicals still further.
She just made it on purpose for us," cried Joy, dancing into the big entrance hall where Shirley, Bet and Kit were curled up on the divan. Shirley had brought a box of prints that she had promised to show Kit, and today was a rainy Saturday afternoon and just the time to do it. The Merriweather Girls were having their weekly meeting at the Manor.
It's something we want you to shout from the house tops." Bob gave a bound to the seat of an old chair and flapping his arms up and down wildly he crowed, "Cock-a-doodle-doo! Don't know what I'm crowing about, but I'm crowing!" "And that's what we want you to do. The Merriweather Girls are starting in business!" announced Kit. "You don't say so!" "It's to be known as Shirley's Shop!"
"It'll kill 'er," warned Molly significantly. "Not at all," denied Theodore. "My mother's a woman of sense! When she knows her big boy's madly in love with the sweetest girl in the world, she'll take it as a matter of course." Miss Merriweather turned toward the house. "I think I'll go," she said in strained tones. She had almost reached the veranda when Theodore called her. "Molly!" he shouted.
Molly was reclining as usual in the hammock with a book in her hand when he ran up the steps. "Molly," he began, going to her quickly, "I want to confess." "Confess?" she repeated, sitting up. "Yes, it's this way: When I went out this morning I felt sure I could arrange about to-morrow.... But what do you think?" Miss Merriweather put down the book, stood up, her hand over her heart.
"There's always hope," replied Merriweather. "Promises, especially from Joe Larkin, will go a long way, though they don't rouse the white hot enthusiasm that cold cash in the pocket does. We'll pull through all right." He ate for a while in silence. Then: "This Mrs. Dumont must be an uncommon woman."
"God's Jesus," muttered Peg, with roving eyes, "God's Jesus, save my man!" Then she slid to the floor, and when she once more opened her eyes, Jinnie was throwing water in her face. Later in the day Jordan Morse and Molly Merriweather met at the hospital. They looked into each other's eyes, not daring to mention the terrible consternation that possessed them.
And I directed Woodruff to supply Silliman and Merriweather and that department of my "bi-partizan" machine with all the money they wanted. "They can't spend much to advantage at this late day except for traveling expenses," said I. "Our best plan, anyhow, is good honest missionary work with the honest men of the other party who wish to see its best man nominated."
They had formed a little club that took its name from Colonel Baxter's estate, Merriweather Manor, a delightful old mansion on the Hudson with its romantic story of Revolutionary days when Lady Betty Merriweather reigned in its stately rooms. Her story inspired the girls to find adventure in life and to be true to their highest ideals.
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