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It gets into your blood and you can't get it out. Why, he snubbed 'Zeke Pettingill jest the same as he did me when they had that sleigh ride, and he didn't have spunk enough to hit back. If 'Zeke had jined in with me we'd had him out o' town lively.

His own son, Quincy Adams Pettingill, was in his fourteenth year and upon him devolved the outdoor education of his young cousin. In this pleasant task he was aided by his sister Sophie who was a year younger than the newcomer. There was a scene of wild excitement when young Quincy paid his first visit to the old Pettingill place where his mother was born.

He was taken home, but when the doctor was called he advised his immediate removal to the Isaac Pettingill Free Hospital for he was afraid an amputation would be necessary. Unfortunately, his fears proved to be true, and Hiram's right leg was amputated just below the knee. "That Hiram's an unlucky cuss," said Mr. Strout to his hearers one evening at the grocery. "But think of me.

The chairs were pushed back, cigarettes were lighted, men had their knees crossed. Then Pettingill got up. "Gentlemen," he began, "we are here to celebrate the twenty-fifth birthday of Mr. Montgomery Brewster. I ask you all to join me in drinking to his long life and happiness." "No heel taps!" some one shouted. "Brewster! Brewster!" all called at once.

It troubled him little, as he was engaged in jotting down items that swelled the profit side of his ledger account enormously. The ball was bound to give him a good lead in the race once more, despite the heavy handicap the Stock Exchange had imposed. The "Little Sons" took off their coats and helped Pettingill in the work of preparation.

Obed Putnam, his companion, Uncle Ike came down from his attic and had the room that Quincy occupied when he boarded with Ezekiel Pettingill. He was now eighty-one years of age, and too feeble to go up and down stairs, so his meals were taken to his room. He was greatly pleased to see Alice and to learn that there had been no return of the trouble with her eyes.

A man I know ran across the place once and tried for a year to buy it. But the lady has ideas of her own." "Well, if you wish to give him a hint or two about how to do things, watch me. If you don't spend two weeks in your dream-castle, I will cut the crowd and sail for home." He secured the name of the owner, and found that Pettingill had even a remote idea of the address of her agent.

Heisley. 6th Ward George W. Calkins, John Huntington. 7th Ward Charles B. Pettingill, Christopher Weigel. 8th Ward Joseph Randerson, William H. Trascott. 9th Ward Frederick W. Pelton, John Martin. 10th Ward George Presley, Reuben H. Becker. 11th Ward Stephen Buhrer, Robert Larnder. Mayor Stephen Buhrer. President of the Council Amos Townsend.

The French style consists of making just as many paragraphs as possible. Thus one may fill up a column in a very short time. I am paid by the column, and the quicker I can fill up a column but this is a matter to which we will not refer. We will let this matter pass. Reuben Pettingill was extremely industrious. He worked hard all the year round on his father's little farm. Right he was!

"Dudley Venner," exclaimed a dozen people, in startled, but half-suppressed tones. "What can have brought Dudley out to-night?" said Jefferson Buck, a young fellow, who had been interrupted in one of the corner-duets which he was executing in concert with Miss Susy Pettingill. "How do I know, Jeff?" was Miss Susy's answer. Then, after a pause, "Elsie made him come, I guess. Go ask Dr.

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