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And the last thing he said before he led the poor old horse away was that he was sure Penrod and Sam each would be awarded one at the meeting of the society next Thursday night." ... On the following Saturday morning a yodel sounded from the sunny sidewalk in front of the Schofields' house, and Penrod, issuing forth, beheld the familiar figure of Samuel Williams in waiting.

"That is a very clever girl," remarked Kennedy as she shut the door and he scanned Dr. Crafts' face dosely. "Very," assented the Doctor. "The Schofields come of good stock?" hazarded Kennedy. "Very," assented Dr. Crafts again. Evidently he did not care to talk about individual cases, and I felt that the rule was a safe one, to prevent Eugenics from becoming Gossip.

They sat in the carriage-house of the Schofields' empty stable; the doors upon the alley were open, and Sam and Penrod stared torpidly at the thin but implacable drizzle which was the more irritating because there was barely enough of it to interfere with a number of things they had planned to do. "Yes; this is nice!" Sam said, in a tone of plaintive sarcasm. "This is a perty way to do!"

This was directly across the alley from the Schofields' stable, and they were horrified at the sounds that issued from the interior of the stable store-room. It was the St. Bartholomew's Eve of that neighbourhood. "Man, man!" said Herman, shaking his head. "Glad I ain' no white boy!" Verman seemed gloomily to assent. Penrod and Sam made a gloomy discovery one morning in mid-October.

Gallery 68 contains as its most important exhibit three portraits by J. C. Johansen, on wall B, all typical of the brilliant fluency of this remarkable painter. Among the landscapes here the most important are the two Schofields on wall D, typical of the best and sanest phase of Impressionism in America. Very important too are the canvases by Daniel Garber on wall C.

... Sam Williams, having dined with his family at their usual hour, seven, slipped unostentatiously out of the kitchen door, as soon as he could, after the conclusion of the meal, and quietly betook himself to the Schofields' corner. Here he stationed himself where he could see all avenues of approach to the house, and waited.

Once more he distinguished the tall figure with its white face looking anxiously up at him, and he waved his hand reassuringly. Then his eye was caught by two other figures that lurked in the first shadows farther up the King's Road. A moment later he made sure of their identity. They were Nellie Tanner and Nat Burns. For years there had been a dislike between the Burnses and the Schofields.

Their loss was very severe, especially in general officers; among them Generals Cleburn and Adams, division commanders. General Schofields lose, reported officially, was one hundred and eighty-nine killed, one thousand and thirty-three wounded, and eleven hundred and four prisoners or missing: aggregate, twenty-three hundred and twenty-six.

Stagnation and picturesqueness will flee together; it is the history of the Indiana town. Already the 'Herald' is clamoring with Schofields' Henry you remember the bell-ringer? for Main Street to be asphalted. It will all come. The only trouble with young Fisbee is that he has too much ability." "And yet the daily will not succeed?" "No.

They sat in the carriage-house of the Schofields' empty stable; the doors upon the alley were open, and Sam and Penrod stared torpidly at the thin but implacable drizzle that was the more irritating because there was barely enough of it to interfere with a number of things they had planned to do. "Yes; this is NICE!" Sam said, in a tone of plaintive sarcasm. "This is a PERTY way to do!"

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