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For both husband and wife fell grave at his words. It was Pelton that answered them. "I've been taught a lesson, Mr. Yesler. I'm never going to pack a gun again as long as I live, unless I'm hunting or something of that sort, and I'm never going to drink another drop of liquor. It's all right for some men, but it isn't right for me." "Glad to hear it. I never did believe in the hip-pocket habit.
Coccozello says Latterman is using a rifle against the raiders, killing every one he can get a shot at." Cardon nodded. Probably vindictive about being involved in action injurious to Pelton's commercial interests; just another odd quirk of Literate ethics. "We'd better get him up here," he said. "You and I have got to leave, at once; we have to get Pelton and Claire to safety.
Tilden what Pelton was doing, whereupon he was recalled and "the thing was stopped." Under cross-examination by Mr. Reed of Maine, Mr. Tilden swore that he knew nothing of any of the telegrams; that the first he knew of the Florida transactions was when they were mentioned to him by Mr. Marble after his return from Florida; that he was informed by Mr.
Tilden's nephew exceeding his authority to act; that it later developed that during this period Colonel Pelton had not been in his perfect mind, but was at least semi-irresponsible; and that on two ocasions when the vote or votes sought seemed within reach Mr. Tilden interposed to forbid. Directly and personally I know this to be true.
He had been prepared for that; had known that sooner or later there would be some minor leak in the security screen around the classrooms on the top floor. "My dear Miss Pelton," he had protested pleasantly. "I think you've become overwrought over nothing.
To show that we respect Literate ability, wherever we find it; to show that we are not the monopolistic closed-corporation our enemies accuse us of being; to show that we are not animated by a vindictive hatred of anything bearing the name of Pelton I move, and ask that my motion be presented for seconding, that Claire Pelton, and her brother, Raymond Pelton, be duly elected, respectively, to the positions of Literate Third Class and Literate Novice, as members of the Associated Fraternities of Literates!"
"I'm expecting to find it in the paper when we get back." "I'm so glad you did it." "Well, you're to blame." "I!" She looked at him in surprise. "Partly. You told me how things were going with them. That seemed to put it up to me to give Pelton a chance." "I certainly didn't mean it that way. I had no right to ask you to do anything about it." "Mebbe it was the facts put it up to me.
Literate President, and brother Literates: I yield to no man in my abhorrence of Black Literacy, or in my detestation for the political principles of which Chester Pelton has made himself the spokesman, but I deny that we should allow the acts and opinions of the Illiterate parent to sway us in our consideration of the Literate children.
"What do you want to talk about that you haven't gotten on every record of every meeting for the last thirty years?" "Why, this Pelton business," Graves snapped back at him. "You know what I mean. Your own associates are responsible for it!" He turned back to face the chair, and, with a surprising minimum of invective, described the scene in which Claire Pelton had demonstrated her Literacy.
"I'm going with King," announced Marjorie; "I shan't mind the walk, either, and it will be fun for both of us to be together, while it would be awful lonesome for King all alone." "Good for you, Mopsy Midget!" cried King, "you're a trump! Come on, we'll get there before the car does." King grasped his sister's hand, and they set off merrily at a good pace along the straight road to Pelton.
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