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He won't turn out." Then, as if realizing that the race would be counted lost to them for Sid's violation of the rules, Ida tried to displace the hands of her, companion from the wheel. "Let me steer" she exclaimed. "I want to! Let me, Sid!" "No!" he answered angrily. "I'm going to run it now."

You'd be always into that sugar if I warn't watching you." Presently she stepped into the kitchen, and Sid, happy in his immunity, reached for the sugar-bowl a sort of glorying over Tom which was wellnigh unbearable. But Sid's fingers slipped and the bowl dropped and broke. Tom was in ecstasies. In such ecstasies that he even controlled his tongue and was silent.

"My dear uncle, don't tantalize me so: pray tell it me; it shall be a secret." "No, boy, no: it will corrupt thee; besides, it will do poor Sid's memory no good. But, 'sdeath, it was a most wonderfully shrewd saying, i' faith, it was. But, zounds, Morton, I forgot to tell you that I have had a letter from the Abbe to-day." "Ha! and when does he return?"

Th' one with th' wart on her chin, that was engaged for matrimoney to Sid Gilman till one day they was ridin' t'gether, an' Sid's cayuse slips into a gopher hole, an' Sid falls off an' sprains his ankle, an' lets loose such a string o' cuss words that Jennie "

He'd go back and punch Sid's face in, and muss that new suit, and throw his baseball gloves up on a house roof. Then Mr. Sid would quit monkeying with his girl. The appearance of that gentleman around the corner put a stop to his meditations. John waited until he sauntered unsuspectingly up to him. "Say, Sid!" "Yes?" A note in the voice put the captain of the "Tigers" on his guard.

"Come on now no foolin' fight! There's no fun in a fight, if you don't fight!" Sid bucked up and flew at his enemy. Robbie saw the two older boys watching and gave a star performance. As Sid lunged at him with uplifted arms, and drew back to strike a stunning blow, Robbie suddenly stooped, hurled his elbow under Sid's arm, lifted him clear of the ground and he fell sprawling.

"Oh! drink some," answered Dave. "You don't though do you?" asked Sid. "Oh! well some," said Dave slowly, as he poked the fire. "Have to drink with other men, you know. They wouldn't think I was friendly if I didn't." Sid looked troubled. Dave never used to drink when he worked for Sid's father two or three years before, on the fruit ranch up country. Dave's bread was done.

He filled his mouth anew, took aim with the long tin tube, and let fly. Bill seconded him nobly. The quarry halted, looked upwards, and received Sid's volley full in his face. "He's coming up the steps," yelled John, who was watching the effect of the attack. "Jiggers, fellows, he's coming up the steps." They turned to fly to safety. But where was a haven of refuge to be found?

"Come on, boys," called the governor, and down the stairs they went, rushing, shoving, tumbling, just in time to see the last of Sid's legs disappearing round the corner of the house. They hurried after him, down the lane, then up a little passage-way between two buildings on the left. Then they turned aside to the rear of a barn, and there the panting, confused group halted.

One day, as the story proceeds, Sid's master was offered a base coin in his shop, when this 'learned dog' at once put his foot upon it, and in fact put his foot in the bargain. 'Ah, indeed! said a Bagdad lady, who stood by; 'that's no dog, or, if he is, the Caliph ought to have him. So, snapping her fingers slyly as she went out, he followed her.

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