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Being an old acquaintance of Moody's, this person would certainly not hesitate to communicate the address of Hardyman's bankers, if he knew it. The experiment, tried under these favoring circumstances, proved perfectly successful. Moody proceeded to Sharon's lodgings the same day, with the address of the bankers in his pocketbook.
Josey forgot they had insulted him, they forgot he had beaten them; against a common enemy was their friendship cemented. "You spoke of Sharon's warm way of espousing causes," said I to Eastman. "I did, sir. No one could live here long without noticing it." "Sharon is a quiet town, but sudden," remarked Stuart. "Apt to be sudden. They're beginning about strawberry night," he said to Eastman.
I'd like to know how I'm goin' to get along without you. You show a lot of gratitude, I must say." "Well, I thought " "Oh, I knew you'd go I expected that!" "Yes, sir," said Wilbur. "You wouldn't been any good if you hadn't. Even that Elihu Titus went." "Yes, sir," said Wilbur. He had been waiting to ask Sharon's opinion about the only troubling element in his decision. This seemed the moment.
Later he vanquished, by the same tactics, other men who used the wooden driver with perfect form in practice swings. Contests in which he engaged, however, were likely to be marred by regrettable asperities rising from Sharon's inability to grasp the nicer subtleties of golf.
"Overchancy," he repeated. "Everything overchancy," said Sharon Whipple after another silence, waving his cigar largely at life. "She's a self-headed little tike," he added a moment later. "Self-headed!" Harvey D. here made loose-wristed gestures meaning despair, after which he detected and put in its proper place a burned match beside Sharon's chair.
"Shut up, mother," said Guy, with entire sweetness. "I don't hope twice " "Twice or a dozen times should raise no hard feelings if my son is Sharon's best speaker," cried Mrs. Jeffries, and looked across the fence viciously. "Shut up, mother; I ain't," said Guy. "He is a master of humor recitations," his mother now said to me.
I see that radiant image rise, The flowing hair, the pitying eyes, The faintly crimsoned cheek that shows The blush of Sharon's opening rose, Thy hands would clasp his hallowed feet Whose brethren soil thy Christian seat, Thy lips would press his garment's hem That curl in wrathful scorn for them!
The water you get in Sharon is dragged by a herd of wind-wheels from the bowels of the sand. Over the town they turn and turn Sharon's upper story a filmy colony of slats. In some of the homes beneath them you may go up-stairs in the American homes, not in the adobe Mexican caves of song, woman, and knives; and brick and stone edifices occur.
The barkeeper led; four of Sharon's fathers followed him, escorting Josey borne aloft on Abe Hanson's shoulder, and rigid and military in his bearing. Leola and Guy followed with the picture; Stuart walked with me, whistling melodies of the war Dixie and others. Eastman was not with us.
Fishermen left not their nets by the shores of the inland lakes, nor their boats drawn up on the coast by the sea, to go up, as their fathers had gone, to worship the Lord in Zion. There were no pilgrims from Sharon's plains or the mountains of Gilead.
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