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Updated: May 12, 2025
When one looked up at the house, with its back against the woods, staring with its surly window-eyes, one saw the resoluteness of the intrenched Kavanagh put into visible form. The dogs came racing to meet Harlan. They knew him as their mistress's friend. She was sitting on the broad porch-rail when he rode up, and he swung his horse close and patted her cheek as one greets a child.
After breakfast you picked a rose for aunty, and kissed me." Walter Stone laughed heartily. "But I do take a great deal of interest in anything that interests you." Louise slipped lithely from the porch-rail and swung up on the broad arm of his chair, snuggling against him impetuously. "I know you do, uncle. I just love you! I'll stop teasing." "I surrender.
A fat, sleek, black Tabby lay asleep on the warm porch-rail; a gaunt, ungainly greyhound lay sunning himself on the door mat, and from inside somewhere came the sound of a canary's riotous song. The whole place breathed of home, and with a deep sigh of content, Peace lifted her great, brown eyes to the President's face and whispered, "It seems 'sif I b'longed already."
He walked to the porch-rail and leaned over it, his shaggy head dominating them. And then he threw the challenge at them. "The caucus is going to be held in the other end of the village not here in my front dooryard. You'd better get over there. I don't need any such clutter here. Get there quick. There may be some people that you'll want to warn. Tell 'em old Thornton hasn't lost his grip."
"How is Boyar?" he asked, smiling a little as Louise, sitting sideways on the porch-rail, swung her foot back and forth quickly. "Oh, Boy is all right. The tramp turned him loose in the valley. Boy came home." "It was a clever bit of riding, to get the best of Tenlow on his own range. Was Dick very badly hurt?" queried Walter Stone.
"She comes around every once in a while and takes the Dowd girls out riding in her car," explained Mrs. Pollock. "Mighty nice of her," said Mr. Pollock, taking his feet down from the porch-rail and carefully brushing the cigar ashes off of his coat sleeve. "Takes old Alaska Spigg out too, and the Nicholses, and " "We've been out with her a great many times," broke in Mrs. Pollock.
As for me, I couldn't make head nor tail of the doin's; things was comin' too quick for MY understandin'. "But there was one on that piazza who wa'n't froze. Fur from it! Willie, the poet waiter, made a jump, swung his long legs over the porch-rail, hit the ground, and took after that Parker man like a cat after a field mouse. "Run!
The host's two boys, Noah and Sammy, who had preceded them, were now astride the porch-rail and, to judge by their antics, were riding wild Indian mustangs. "It's quite cool," said Colonel Zane; "but I want you to see the sunset in the valley. A good many of your future neighbors may come over to-night for a word of welcome. It's the border custom." He was about to seat himself by the side of Mr.
The young man quickened his pace, stopped long enough to hang the scythe on the porch-rail, lifted his hat from his head, and, running up the short flight of steps, held out his hand cordially to Oliver, who advanced to meet him. "Glad to see you, Mr. Horn. Madge has told us all about you. Excuse my rig we are short of men on the farm, and I took hold.
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