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Updated: June 4, 2025
If you were a single young man you went to the post office for the same reason that you attended prayer meeting. If you were a single young lady you went to the post office and prayer meeting to furnish a reason for the young man. Mr. Phinney, replacing his watch in his pocket, meandered to the sidewalk and looked down the hill and along the length of the "Shore Road."
"What was it you wanted to talk about, Sol?" asked Simeon, sitting down beside his friend on the truck. The Captain smoked in silence for a moment. Then he asked a question in return. "Sim," he said, "have you heard anything about Williams buying the Smalley house? Is it true?" Phinney nodded. "Yup," he answered, "it's true.
Bangs and the town clerk were the only ones, except Captain Cy, who knew the whole truth concerning the little girl. Not that the child's arrival wasn't noted and vigorously discussed by a large portion of the townspeople. Emily had not been in the Whittaker house two days before Angeline Phinney called, hot on the trail of gossip and sensation.
"Oh, I don't know," said Josiah Dimick, with a grin, "we let him do some of the talkin' himself up here. Down at the boardin' house Keturah and Angie Phinney do it all." "Yes. Still, if a feller was condemned to live over a biler factory he wouldn't hanker to get a job IN it, would he?
There were examination papers to be gone over, and experience had demonstrated that the only place where she could be free from interruptions was the schoolroom itself. At the perfect boarding house the shrill tones of Keturah's voice and those of Miss Phinney and Mrs. Tripp penetrated through shut doors.
I have got hold of the hundred feet left from the old Seabury estate." Mr. Phinney drew a long breath. "Why!" he stammered, "that's where Olive Edwards her that was Olive Seabury lives, ain't it?" "Yes," was the rather impatient answer. "She has been living there. But the place was mortgaged up to the handle and ahem the mortgage is mine now." For an instant Simeon did not reply.
Sim Phinney, pondering deeply and very grave, continued on his way, down Cross Street to Main naming the village roads was another of the Williams' "improvements" and along that to the crossing, East Harniss's business and social center at train times.
Tell it, or you'll bust tryin' to keep it in." "Oh, it's a great, long " began Captain Bailey protestingly. "Go on," urged Phinney. "We've got more time than anything else, the most of us. Who was this Stingy Gabe?" "Yes," urged Gott, "and what did he reform?" Captain Stitt held up a compelling hand. "It's all of a piece," he interrupted. "It takes in everything, like an eatin'-house stew.
I just commenced to tell about Angie Phinney, about how fast she could talk, and that reminded me of a parrot that belonged to Sylvanus Cahoon's sister Violet, the sister's name was loony name, too, if you ask ME, 'cause she was a plaguey sight nigher bein' a sunflower than she was a violet weighed two hundred and ten and had a face on her as red as " "Just a minute, Ase. About that pig?"
First Phinney, our 208-pound left guard, dislocated his shoulder in the Indian game; then Hobb, full back, got a swat on the head that sent him to the Infirmary for two weeks; then Jones, our best half, hurt his leg. Those were the principal troubles, but there were lots of smaller ones besides.
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