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It takes a pretty lively man to crowd me off the end of a wire. He told the superintendent not to give us cars. That was all I wanted to know. So I told him how sorry I was that I couldn't stay to lunch, caught the next train back to Ledyard, and built a fire under Sloan." Miss Vogel was looking out of the window. "He said he could not give us cars?" she repeated. Bannon smiled.
"Do I know what?" asked his mother. "Do you know Archie Sloan's neck?" repeated her offspring. "I know Archie Sloan," answered the puzzled parent; "so I suppose I must know his neck. Why?" "Well," said Willie, "he just now fell into the back-water up to it."
Sloan, who was assistant city-editor. On two evenings a week Mr. Sloan fled the cares of the Fourth Estate and became Sam in the soul-refreshing presence of Miss Angelina. He was by no means her only male admirer. In the Sixth Grade at the Hilldale Public School she had thirty others; among these Willie Downey, whose name appeared on every page of the composition Mr. Sloan had read.
"I could have picked up forty, had I known that," said Sloan. "So could I, but I knew that the stragglers would pick them up." Reader mine, the above dialogue is true in every particular. As long as I was in action, fighting for my country, there was no chance for promotion, but as soon as I fell out of ranks and picked up a forsaken and deserted flag, I was promoted for it.
"And so must I," said Mrs. Barney and Mrs. Sloan. They would really like very much to stay and see what would happen next, but they had families. "Ladies," said Mrs. Faulkner, "of course, we can't all stay here and wait for that woman; but I propose that three of us shall stay and that the rest shall go home. I'll be one to stay.
We'll stick that up at every crossroads between here and Manistogee." Sloan was scribbling on a memorandum pad before Bannon had finished speaking. He made a false start or two, but presently got something that seemed to please him. He rang for his office boy, and told him to take it to the Eagle office. "It's got to be done in an hour," said Bannon.
And so one morning Angus asked a little bronch-squeezer we had, named Everett Sloan, to pick him out something safe to ride, and Everett done so. Brought him up a nice old rope horse that would have been as safe as a supreme-court judge, but the canny Angus says: 'No, none of your tricks now!
With a dissatisfied shake of his head, Elmendorf had arisen as though to pull his chair nearer the end of the table and resume his attack, but Allison had purposely turned his back squarely upon him and was drawing Forrest to the very place the tutor had hoped to occupy. Sloan arose and cordially shook hands with the new-comer, who then for the first time, apparently, caught sight of Elmendorf.
"But how about this woman?" asked Frank Sloan. "She's turned her horse out to grass; and she's out there with him. Just him and her. All alone." "Pshaw!" said Harry Lee. "They ain't alone. How could Tuck Reedy tell she was alone just by the light of the fire? There might have been somebody in the shack. Or behind it." "And maybe the horse had just pulled up his stake-rope," said another.
That, by the way, was the year you railway men had most urgent need of its aid, '77. But," said Forrest, suddenly starting to his feet, "here I have been inflicting a half-hour's monologue, and I had hoped to see Miss Allison." "You have fed Allison some truths that will do him good, if he can only digest them," said Mr. Sloan, whimsically, "and put me up to some things I'm glad to hear.
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