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Sit up like a regular traveler, Jeb, and don't slump in the seat like-as-how your head wants to duck from some crash," declared Sary, heroically trying to lift Jeb's courage by gripping his coat collar and hoisting him almost out of his badly fitting coat. Eleanor smothered a laugh but said nothing to disturb the vaudeville she was enjoying. Mr. and Mrs.
So you're her boy!" The old man's eyes softened as they rested on Freddy. "You've got a sort of look of her, though you ain't as pretty, not nigh." Meanwhile the "Sary Ann," her tawny sail swelling in the wind, had left the gay beach and bathers and boat club of Beach Cliff, and was making the swell of the waves like a sea bird on the wing.
In vain the piruts swore and throwd stones and bottles at the hoss he wouldn't budge a inch. Meanwhile the Sary Jane, her hosses on the full jump, was fast leavin the pirut ship! "Onct agin do I escape deth!" sed the Juke between his clencht teeth, still on the jibpoop. The Juke was Moses the Sassy! Yes, it was!
Polly was too hypnotized to reply, or move, and Jeb soon was heard to say: "Sary, Ah cum 'cuz you-all invited me to be compny t'night." "So Ah did, Jeb. Won't you-all sit in th' hammick beside me?" came from Sary, coyly. "It broke thru, last season, Sary, an Ah mended it. But Ah ain't shore it'll hol' enny more'n you." However, Jeb moved two or three feet nearer the hammock.
He had dropped nails, hammer, and all present interest in the recuperation of the "Sary Ann," and was off down the beach to meet the fair visitor, whose coming he could not understand. "Danny," she said, holding out her empty hand to him, "Miss Winnie's Danny! I told you I had friends here, Father Rayburn; and this is one that I expect to find my right-hand man.
Eleanor was deeply interested in gazing out at the great crater bowl that formed the pasture and farm-lands of Pebbly Pit. Anne was anxious to have her charges make a good impression on Mrs. Brewster and so she jumped out and held a hand to assist Barbara. The lady of the house stood waiting to welcome the girls, when Sary ran out from the kitchen, hurriedly drying her wet hands on an apron.
Will Kinney told Sary Hines for the fourth time how his team had run away, interrupted by his fear that some kind of pie would get away untasted. "An' so I laid the lines down H'yare! Gimme another handful of crackers, Merry an' I laid the lines down while I went t' fine nary a noyster I can hold any more. Mrs.
Brewster called out: "Sary, will you bring that bread and jam?" The help brought the desired edibles and explained about the coffee. Eleanor laughed out loud, but Anne kicked her warningly under the table. Mr. Brewster turned to explain to his guests. "Ranchers never work on the Sabbath. The less we cook the better it is, for we do penance to our material desire for food.
I was wondering how Anne would like to sleep on a folding sofa instead of in a bed." "She won't mind; and she'll be glad to see her friends impressed by the bedroom furniture," quickly explained Polly. "Well, then, call Sary to help you shove it in, while I go and find those braided mats we made last winter," said Mrs. Brewster in a tone of resignation.
Sary Dodd arrived at the ranch-house the day before the visitors were expected. Mrs. Brewster and Polly were in the midst of a light house- cleaning as the strangers must not find a speck of dust anywhere! "Maw, here's Sary Dodd! Ah got her to help!" shouted Sam Brewster, pulling up his horse by the side of the porch. "Sary Dodd! Oh, Sary, I'm right glad to see you!
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