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Furthermore, Lew informed him, Henry had been talking to the wireless men at the Frankfort station, and not only were they willing to work with him to protect the forest, but they were also sending an amplifier to Oakdale so that Charley would be sure to get their messages with the greatest distinctness.
It has been said that the marriage of Mr. Davis had been a second romance in that worthy man's career, he having had the fortune to win the love of a daughter of a very wealthy family which lived near Oakdale. The parents had of course been bitterly opposed to the match, but the girl had had her way.
"He's a bad one," interjected Dopey Charlie, a glint of cunning in his ordinarily glassy eyes. "He flashes a couple o' mitsful of sparklers, chesty-like, and allows as how he's a regular burglar. Then he pulls a gun on me, as wasn't doin' nothin' to him, and 'most croaks me. It's even money that if anyone's been croaked in Oakdale last night they won't have to look far for the guy that done it.
"I'll think it over, Gracious, and if my finances can be stretched to cover my railroad fare I'll be 'wid yez. But who will look after the Harlowites if I fold my tents like the Arabs and set sail for Oakdale?" "I don't know yet. Louise Sampson, perhaps. She is so capable and the girls not only like her but respect her as well. I must talk with her first.
"Lulu's not coming home with us to-night; she's going to board at Oakdale, she says," sobbed Grace. "Is that so? What for?" asked Max, looking at Lulu. "Because Grandpa Dinsmore says I must, if I won't take lessons of Signor Foresti." It was news to Evelyn, Rose, and Walter as well as to Max, they having heard nothing of it before.
"Oakdale won't seem like the same place. What shall we do without you?" exclaimed Grace Harlowe mournfully. It was a sunny afternoon in early October, and Grace Harlowe with her three chums, Anne Pierson, Nora O'Malley and Jessica Bright, stood grouped around three young men on the station platform at Oakdale.
On the way to the hotel which David had mentioned, Jean recounted in his broken phraseology all that had happened to him since his return to Oakdale, while David listened and commented on the strange manner in which the news of Tom's misfortune had been brought before the old hunter.
The old hunter listened to the story of their mad scramble through the woods with many expressions of sympathy. It was eight o'clock when the storm had abated sufficiently to allow them to sally forth, and in a short time they were in Oakdale. Fifteen minutes later they were telling Mr. and Mrs. Harlowe just how it all happened.
"Suppose you feed me to them?" groaned Hippy. "You could get almost to Oakdale before they finished me." The suggestion seemed to break the apprehensive silence that had settled down upon them, and they burst out laughing, one and all; even Anne, who was lying on a bearskin in front of the fire.
"I want you to know that, at least, I'm no traitor to my school team, and, though you hinted for me to favor you to-day, I'd done my level best to win for Oakdale if I'd ever got the chance." "You're a fool," returned Herbert coldly. "Springer is a fool, too. He made a chump of himself when he taught Grant to pitch.
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