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If we propose to heat up the great American outdoors, Quimby, I think it's time we had a fire." Mr. Quimby went out without comment, and left Magee to light his first candle in the dark. For a time he occupied himself with lighting a few of the forty, and distributing them about the room. Soon Quimby came back with kindling and logs, and subsequently a noisy fire roared in the grate.
Once outdoors, the darkness of the night and the roughness of treacherous, rock-strewn ground made progress barely possible. Neither did Jean nor David dare to undertake carrying him. Burdened with Tom, a single misstep on the part of either was likely to prove disastrous to all three.
All the rest of the year we are the plodding percheron of commerce, patiently tugging our wain; but on that morning there wambles back, for the nonce, the pang of Eden. We wake at 6 o'clock; it is a blue and golden morning and we feel it imperative to get outdoors as quickly as possible.
If the people of any country do not care to have dealings outside; if the nation is willing to be in the position of a man who is safe so long as he stays in the house, but is afraid to go outdoors, the problem of national defense is easy.
"And to turn his own sister's child outdoors, eh? Not by a long shot. Rheumatics don't give anybody any call to do any such a thing as that. He ought to have his nose twisted, and it's me, a good church member, as says so." The lad picked up his axe and resumed his occupation, while Mrs.
"Oaks went away with the rangers. There's been another raid at Flesher's ranch. The King Fisher gang, likely. An' so the town's shore wide open." Duane stalked outdoors and faced down the street. He walked the whole length of the long block, meeting many people farmers, ranchers, clerks, merchants, Mexicans, cowboys, and women.
It's too cold to meander around outdoors these nights, and so we shall have to amuse ourselves inside as best we can." The whole family came to attention at this. "Oh, goody!" cried Connie. "Let's make taffy, shall we, Fairy?" "Certainly not. This isn't a children's party. You'll go to bed at eight o'clock as usual, Connie mine. Now, we must have something to eat.
"From Billy's last letter, I should say he was in pretty fair shape," said the doctor. "He's living outdoors and at a good altitude, somewhere on the desert. He's making money. He posts his letters at a town called 'Dagget, in this State." "Up above San Berdoo," said Walter Stone. And he straightway drifted into reverie, gazing at the bright end of his cigar until it faded in the darkness.
Just s'posing you had to live in a mite of an ugly house without nice things to eat or wear and with no father or mother to take care of you, and a mortgage you couldn't pay, and an old skinflint of a man ready to slam you outdoors and gobble up the farm, furniture and everything, the minute the mortgage was due. How'd you like that?" "Have you no father or mother?"
There isn't much doubt but that she will join the club if she can see Doodles oftener." "She seems to be fairly strong; her trouble is only with her eyes." "I guess it will do her eyes good to go outdoors more. I wanted to call it the 'Hiking Club'; but Chris was afraid the name would frighten some of them they'd think a 'hike' meant more than just a walk." "Mrs. Post is quite lame yet, and Mrs.
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