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Updated: June 12, 2025
There was an unveiled demand in the Polktown column of the Middletown Courier that Nelson Haley should be appointed teacher of the graded school for the ensuing year. Even Mr. Cross Moore saw that the time had come for him and his comrades on the committee to back down completely from their position.
And it was expected that the Inn, as well as every house that took boarders in the town, would be well patronized during the coming Summer. To Janice Day the Winter had been lovely. She had been very busy. Well had she fulfilled her own tenet of "Do Something." In service she found continued joy. Janice loved Polktown, and almost everybody in Polktown loved her.
Only mebbe I ain't got jest the month right. Haw! haw! haw!" Town Meeting Day was in September. The call had already been issued, and included in it was the amendment calling for no license in Polktown the new ordinance, if passed, to take immediate effect. The campaign for prohibition was continued despite the influx of Summer visitors.
"Until this thing happened, I thought almost everybody thought highly of him," said Janice, with a sob. "Oh, my dear!" cried 'Rill, tearful herself, "there is such gossip in Polktown. So many people are ready to make ill-natured and untruthful remarks about one " Janice knew to what secret trouble the storekeeper's wife referred. "I know!" she exclaimed, wiping away her own tears.
Walky getting a hack?" "Be serious," commanded his cousin, who really had gained a great deal of influence over the thoughtless Marty during the time she had lived in Polktown. "Oh, Marty! I've just seen such a dreadful thing!" "Hullo! What's that?" he asked, eyeing her curiously and ceasing his laughter. He knew now that she was in earnest. "That horrid old Jim Narnay you know him?"
Nelson had said he would stay in Polktown until the mystery of the stolen coin collection was cleared up or, at least, until it was proved that he had nothing to do with it. "And the poor fellow has just about come to the end of his rope," thought Janice commiseratingly. "Oh, dear, me! Even if I had plenty of money, he wouldn't let me help him.
I believe with Uncle Jason that it's foolish to give Old Nick a fair show. He does not deserve the honors of war." More than Elder Concannon did not believe that Polktown could be carried for prohibition in Town Meeting. But election day was months ahead, and if "keeping everlastingly at it" would bring success, Janice was determined that her idea should be adopted. Mr.
I expect she stirred up things over there abeout as much as her son and his wife'd stand, and they shipped her back to Polktown. And Polktown includin' Hopewell will hafter stand it." "It is a shame!" cried Janice, with indignation. Then she added, doubtfully, remembering the unfortunate incident she and Marty and Mrs.
"I wonder?" returned the minister, and walked out before there could be further friction between them; for he liked the hard-headed, shrewd, and none-too-honest politician, as he liked few men in Polktown. If the minister did not distinctly array himself with the partisans of Nelson Haley, he expressed his full belief in his honesty in a public manner.
'Live and let live, is a good motto; but it is foolish to let a mad dog live in a community. Lem Parraday's bar is certainly doing a lot of harm to innocent people." Janice clapped her hands softly, and her eyes shone. The school teacher went on with increased warmth: "Polktown is really being vastly injured by the liquor selling.
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