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"I must be goin', too," said the depot master, rising and moving toward the door, picking up his cap on the way. He threw open the door and exclaimed, "Hello! here's Sim. What you got on your mind, Sim?" Mr. Phinney looked rather solemn. "I wanted to speak with you a minute, Sol," he began. "Hello! Barzilla, I didn't know you was here." "I shan't be here but one second longer," replied Mr.
However, whistling was a luxurious and time-wasting method of expressing amazement, and Mr. Phinney could not afford luxuries just then. For the rest of that day he was a busy man. As Bailey Stitt expressed it, he "flew round like a sand flea in a mitten," hiring laborers, engaging masons, and getting his materials ready.
Bailey Bangs and Captain Josiah Dimick and HIS wife, and several others. Oh, yes! and Angeline Phinney. Angeline was there, of course. If anything happened in Bayport and Angeline was not there to help it happen, then I don't know what then; the experiment had never been tried in my lifetime. Everyone said pleasant things to us.
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Sim, who had had a shrewd suspicion concerning his friend's silence and evident mental disturbance, stood still, looking and wondering. Olive Edwards, Captain Berry's old sweetheart, lived on the Boulevard. She was in trouble and the Captain knew it. He had asked, that very evening, what she was going to do when forced to move. Phinney could not tell him. Had he gone to find out for himself?
He and his chum, Cornelius Rowe, were seated in two of the waiting room chairs, their feet on two others. "He ain't got here yet. We was just talkin' about him. You've heard about Olive Edwards, I s'pose likely, ain't you?" Phinney nodded gloomily. "Yes," he said, "I've heard." "Well, it's too bad," continued Crocker. "But, after all, it's Olive's own fault.
Mr. Phinney grasped his arm. "For the dear land sakes, Sol," he exclaimed, "don't leave me hangin' in them breakers no longer'n you can help! Heave ahead! DID you bump?" The depot master chuckled. "DID we?" he repeated. "Well, I'll tell you that by and by. Here comes the train and I better take charge of the ship.
As he had never before been at sea, the voyage proved full of interest, and his intelligent questions received equally intelligent answers from Captain Phinney, who was a well-informed young man but a few years older than Cabot, and an enthusiast in his calling.
'Archibald, dear, was five years old or so, sufferin' from curls and the lack of a lickin'. I never see a young one that needed a strap ile more. "'How d'ye do Archie? says Simeon, holdin' out his hand. "Archie didn't take the hand. Instead of that he points at Phinney and commences to laugh. "'Ho, ho! says he, dancin' and pointin'. 'Look at the funny whiskers.
And with every verse the congregation whooped and laughed and cheered. When the anthem was concluded, all hands set up a yell and looked at us to see how we took it. "As for me, I was b'ilin' mad and mortified and redhot all over. But Sim Phinney was as cool as an October evenin'. Once in a while old Sim comes out right down brilliant, and he done it now.
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