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Updated: May 5, 2025
The signboard had probably told only half the truth in regard to distance as country signboards usually do. The postoffice was, of course, combined with a produce store. At this time of day its only occupants were the proprietor and a grizzled old farmer puffing at a corncob pipe.
"Oh, I don't know," replied the postmaster, continuing to toss letters into their respective boxes. "I ... don't know. "You will not jest, Billy Little, when you have heard all." "I am not ... jesting now. Go back ... into my apartments. Couldn't read a signboard. Margarita Bays. Dic went back to the bedroom, and Billy opened the delivery window.
Her business grew somewhat larger, and it was soon sufficient to enable her to support herself and the boy in comfort. She called herself 'Mrs. John Clark' from the day of leaving home, and painted the name on her signboard no man forbidding her.
It's different from the kind we have, or what you can get in the regular stores. The Spinks have their goods sent by freight from the city." "Giant must be right," said Snap. "And look here, will you?" As he spoke Snap pulled from the dead embers of the fire a half-burned bit of wood. It was part of a signboard. "Humph! the signboard that was missing below here," muttered Shep.
As the publican spoke he pointed at the lettering below the weather-beaten portrait of George the Third, which served as the signboard of the tavern.
Tell you what, Peg, just run and get those glasses we used on the desert there's a good fellow and we'll soon find out." "Isn't that just like a brother? Always sending his long-suffering sister on his errands." "Why, you know you are dying with curiosity yourself, to know what's on that signboard," parried Roy. "And I suppose you're not," pouted Peggy in mock indignation.
But then a new fear took possession of him and off he ran, this time harder than ever. His course was along the river bank for a distance of a hundred yards, and then he came out on a road leading to a small place called Hacknack. "To Hacknack!" he muttered, after reading a signboard. "That's the place I'm looking for. One mile, eh? Well, I had better lose no time in getting there."
The road perished, and the buckboard swam the uncharted billows of the grass itself, steered by the practised hand of Raidler, to whom each tiny distant mott of trees was a signboard, each convolution of the low hills a voucher of course and distance. But McGuire reclined upon his spine, seeing nothing but a desert, and receiving the cattleman's advances with sullen distrust.
Four men spent a day and a half in fixing it; they had ladders, ropes, and pulleys, and two of them dined on the flat lead roof of the projecting shop-windows. The signboard was thirty-five feet long and two feet in depth; over its centre was a semicircle about three feet in radius; this semicircle bore the legend, judiciously disposed, "S. Povey. Late."
He halted for a moment, and then went on again, meaning to pass the signboard and wait on the quay for the ferry. There were half a dozen sailors in front of the "Four Lords." Three sat on a bench beside the door, and three more, with mugs of beer in their hands, were skylarking in the middle of the roadway. "Hi!" called out one of those on the bench, as Zeb passed.
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