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Updated: June 27, 2025
"Ain't you got your health?" demanded the observant Sharon, capably engulfing half a sandwich. "Yes, sir," said Wilbur. "Eat like it then." So the boy became less conscious of his manners, and ate like it, to Sharon's apparent satisfaction. Midway in the destruction of the sandwiches the old man drew from the churn a tin cup of what proved to be buttermilk.
Symptoms of neighboring Mexico basked on the sand heaps along Sharon's spacious avenues little torpid, indecent gnomes in sashes and open rags, with crowning-steeple straw hats, and murder dozing in their small black eyes. They might have crawled from holes in the sand, or hatched out of brown cracked pods on some weeds that trailed through the broken bottles, the old shoes, and the wire fences.
They were among those of whom it is said: "Fired with a zeal peculiar, they defy The rage and rigour of a northern sky, And plant successfully sweet Sharon's rose On icy fields amidst eternal snows." Wherever they could gather the wandering Indians together, even in little companies, for religious worship they did so.
So I tried the iron utensils, and now I get on the lawn every time in good shape, I can tell you. Parties soon begun to snicker sour all at once, I want you to know. It ain't anything for me to make that course in ninety-eight or" Sharon's conscience called aloud "or a hundred and ten or fifteen or thereabouts, in round numbers." "I'm so glad," said Winona. "I give him all the credit.
His face was purple, convulsed, but no sound came from his moving lips. The others regarded him with alarm. "Not a stroke?" cried Harvey D., and ran to his side. As he sought to loosen Sharon's collar the old man waved him off and became happily vocal. "Oh, oh!" he gasped. "That Merle boy has brightened my whole day!" Merle frowned. "Perhaps you may see something to laugh at," he said, icily.
It became Sharon's pretense that he was not hugging the boy, merely feeling the muscles in his shoulders and back to see if he were as good a lightweight as ever. He pounded and thumped and punched and even made as if to wrestle with the returned soldier, laughing awkwardly through it; but his florid face had paled with the excitement. "I knew you'd come back!
It was believed that the newest Whipple should merely be reasoned with. To this end they began to reason among themselves, and were presently wrangling. It developed that Sharon's idea of reasoning lacked subtlety.
He showed no resentment at Sharon's familiarity, and he appeared to find no amusement in Sharon's extraordinary talk. The old vagabond seemed actually to produce a serious impression on him! When Mr. Troy set the example of rising to go, he still kept his seat, and looked at the lawyer as if he regretted leaving the atmosphere of tobacco smoke reeking in the dirty room.
In the meanwhile, he ventured to recommend a new course of proceeding which Sharon's report had suggested to his mind. "It seems to me," he said, "that we have taken the roundabout way of getting to our end in view, when the straight road lay before us. If Mr. Hardyman has passed the stolen note, you know, as well as I do, that he has passed it innocently.
Even that funny daughter of Sharon's, Cousin Juliana, she warms up now and then slips me a couple of twenties or so. You should have seen the hit I made at prep! Fellows there owe me money now that I bet I never do get paid back. But no matter, of course." "That Juliana always makes me kind of shiver," admitted Wilbur. "She looks so kind of well, kind of lemonish."
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