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"Well, you'll go by your pop's word and not join to them New Mennonites! Now I don't want to hear no more!" "Won't you buy me the plain garb, pop?" "Buy you the plain garb! Now look here, Tillie. If ever you ast me again to leave you join to anything but the Evangelicals, or speak somepin to me about buyin' you the plain garb, I'm usin' the strap. Do you hear me?"

"Have you noticed how Pop's been watching you looking slantwise out of the corners of his eyes whenever you come around." "I sure have," replied Hanson, "being as I'm not blind. But what of it? I supposed he treated every one that came around you like that." "No," she shook her head thoughtfully. "I been studying over it, but I can't quite make it out.

Bud hated mushrooms, but he carried them to the machine shed and waited until he was sure that Honey was in the sitting room playing the piano and hitting what Bud called a blue note now and then and that Lew was in the bunk-house with the other men, and Dave and old Pop were in Pop's shack.

The Rovers were placed in two adjoining apartments, while the natives and Aleck were quartered in an addition of bamboo in the rear. "Keep your eyes and ears open, Aleck," whispered Dick, on separating from the faithful colored man. "And if you find anything wrong let us know at once." "Do you suspect anyt'ing, Massah Rober?" was Pop's anxious question. "I do and I don't.

There was only one thing to do make up the pack as soon as possible and leave the place. For they would know where he had been hiding. Sally was famous all through the mountains; she was known as Pop's outlaw horse, and the searchers would come straight to his house. Pop took the news philosophically, but Jud became a pitiful figure of stone in his grief.

Glad you do." They started off. As best he could, Ted told his story and both of the men listened with different interest. When Ted came to that part where it had practically been settled that his mother and Helen were to come out, a queer look came into Pop's eyes which neither of them saw. The older man rode behind most of the way after that.

Then followed two marten pelts, a red fox pelt, and the pelt of a beautiful silver fox. Eli shook the silver fox pelt, and holding it up examined it critically. "'Tis Pop's silver!" he exclaimed. "Are you sure?" asked Doctor Joe. "'Tis Pop's silver! I'd know un anywheres!" declared Eli positively.

Of course I couldn't write and tell him, and I suppose he was too proud to write before he'd done what he undertook to do, and I, like most girl-fools in the same place would have done, thought that he'd given the whole thing up and just looked upon the trip as a sort of interlude in globe-trotting, and thought no more about Pop's ideas and inventions than he did about his daughter."

"But what is there to think about?" in a sort of exasperated despair. "Oh, Pearl, how can you be so cruel! I know you ain't got any of the fool ideas of the dead ones I was talking about. You couldn't have; not with Isobel Montmorenci for a grandmother, and Queenie Madrew for a mother, and the same kind on your Pop's side of the house. You didn't have any Sunday-school bringing up and I know it.

Pop's goin' to spend a lot of money on refreshments an' it'll be the biggest blow-out Chazy County ever seen!" "I think I can write up the party without being present, Mollie," suggested Louise. "No; you come over. I read once, in a novel, how an editor come to a swell party an' writ about all the dresses an' things said what everybody wore, you know.