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"And the road's all down-hill so it won't take me long." So she gathered her books and kettle, said good-bye to Miss Lee and hurried from the schoolhouse. When she was fairly on the road she broke into her habit of soliloquy: "Ach, if she ain't the nicest lady! So pretty she is and so kind! She was vonderful kind after what I done.
"I'll keep him straight. We'll be all right. We're due home at midnight, and we'll be there, unless the roads are too heavy to keep the pace we came in." "No, sir, we can't ever keep the pace we come in," presently averred the man from the livery-stable, who was driving. "The road's pretty heavy. I declare, I don't know as I ever see snow so thick.
And with that he set himself up like a judge, on a heap of dust by the road's side, and questioned me strictly what I could do. I began to say I was strong and willing. 'Ba! said he, 'so is an ox. Say, what canst do that Sir Ox cannot? I could write; I had won a prize for it. 'Canst write as fast as the printers? quo' he, jeering. 'What else? I could paint.
We'll not insist on a handicap for you, Cora." Sid sent his car directly to the middle of the road, the very best place. "Better let the touring car go there," suggested Walter in as even a tone as he could command. "It will need lots of room, and the road's not very wide." "That's right," added Jack. "A runabout can go on either side, then." "I don't know," began Sid.
Bein' on the road's I be, I couldn't do no ways at keepin' house. I should want to keep right there and see to things." "Course you would," replied Mrs. Tobin, with a sudden inspiration of opportunity which sent a welcome glow all over her. "Course you would, Jeff'son," she leaned toward the front seat; "that is to say, onless you had jest the right one to do it for ye."
"Which road's that, Father?" "It is a straight road, my son, and it is a narrow road. And the door to it goes right through the cross whereon Jesus Christ died for thee and me. Daniel, dost thou love the Lord Jesus?" "Well, you see, Father, I'm not much acquaint wi' Him. He's a great way up, and I'm down here i' t' smithy."
"And they took it there?" "I 'spect they did. They went off that way, anyway," replied the old wood chopper. "To the Rallston freight yards!" cried Sam. "What a nerve!" "I'll make 'em bring it back!" cried Dick, firmly. "How far is it to Rallston?" asked Jack Mason. "About nine miles." "Pooh! that's nothing. Jump in and I'll take you there in no time if the road's any good."
He studied the yellow slips again, striving to fix in his mind this problem, involving the safety of numerous human beings, that would probably become his. He had a fear of abnormal changes in the schedule. It had been impressed upon every signalman that thirty-three was the road's most precious responsibility. It was the only solid Pullman train that passed over the division.
Just why Receiver Guilford, an officer of the court who was supposed to be nursing an insolvent railroad to the end that its creditors might not lose all, should begin by declaring war on the road's revenue, was a question which the managers of competing lines strove vainly to answer.
The government party travels by carriage from San Mateo to this road's terminal point, and proceeds by train to Solitas. From here they march in grand procession to Coralio where, on the day of their coming, festivities and ceremonies abound. But this season saw an ominous dawning of the tenth of November. Although the rainy season was over, the day seemed to hark back to reeking June.
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