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"I ain't sure he was, but he was makin' the fur fly at the wheel, there. Must have dropped two hundred dollars." Jim's brows knit in a puzzled frown. He was wondering how the boy had come by so much money at a time. "Who was he trailin' with?" "With a lad called Spiker, that fair-haired guy sitting in at the poker table. He's another youngster that has been dropping money right plentiful."
Spiker looked very conscious, but Weston smiled at Mary. Then he quickly added: "Tell him that Mrs. Bolum and Mrs. Spiker and Mrs. Pulsifer " he paused to make sure that none was missed "and Mark here are a hospital corps, taken singly or in a body." "I've told him that already," said Tim.
Waterbrook, and said, that I believed I had the pleasure of seeing an old schoolfellow there. 'Indeed! said Mr. Waterbrook, surprised. 'You are too young to have been at school with Mr. Henry Spiker? 'Oh, I don't mean him! I returned. 'I mean the gentleman named Traddles. 'Oh! Aye, aye! Indeed! said my host, with much diminished interest. 'Possibly.
"Strikes through Del Oro Cañon, doesn't it, right after it leaves Noches?" "Yep." "I reckon, Jim, your friend, Spiker, drove a party out that way the afternoon of the holdup," the nester drawled smilingly. "By the way, is your friend in the lockup?" "He sure is. The deputy sheriff arrested him same night we went through his room." "Good place for him. Well, it looks like we got Mr.
"How simple it was, too. There was no cause for mystery." "It would still be a mystery to Elmer Spiker, say. He can't conceive a man living in the country by choice." "To Elmer Spiker indeed, to most of the folks around here, the city is man's natural environment. It's just bad luck to be country-born." "Exactly," said I. Weston is a keen fellow.
Believing the Spiker family at prayers, I stood reverently without until the service seemed to last too long to be one of devotion. Then I opened a crack and peeked in. Seeing a lone man at the distant end of the room, I entered. Elmer's back was toward me and my presence was unnoticed. His eyes were on the paper before him.
Inasmuch as mine host's cries must still be echoing in the uttermost parts of the house, it seemed needless to compel him to take the climb. Spiker agreed with me. It was not surprising that Weston was out, for he was an odd one, always spooking around somewhere, investigating everything, and asking questions.
He stood before me, leaning over till his hands clasped his knees, and peered into my face, smiling. "The teacher ain't changed a bit." "Thank you for the reception," said I. "But explain. What's this all about?" Elmer Spiker folded the county paper and came around to our side of the stove.
I mind when I was keepin' company with Rhoda Spiker she afterward married Ulysses G. Harmon, of Hopedale I sent her a po-em that run somethin' like this: 'I live, I love, my Life, my Light; long love I thou, Sweetheart so bright' " Perry's po-em never got into my brain, for as he repeated the captivating lines, I was gazing over his shoulder, out of the window, down the road to the village.
His hair relieved this somewhat, for it was white and always stood gaily on end, defying brush and comb. Daniel Arker, a sturdy black-haired lad, would have done fuller justice to the passage that fell to Abraham, for the Spiker boy with his gentle lisp never shone in elocution; but our reading class is a lottery, as we go from scholar to scholar down the line.
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