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And you shall go along of me sometime, Joe, and have a ride in th' stage-coach again, if your Ma'll let you." "Hooray!" cried Joel, hugely pleased. "When I'm a man, Mr. Tisbett, I'm goin' to have a stage just like yours, and two horses just exactly like Black Bill." "Take my advice," said the stage-driver, "an don't try to get two horses exactly alike, 'cause you're bound to be disappointed.
"Oh, Joel," cried little Davie, involuntarily. "Well, I'm going to be good to-morrow, anyway," declared Joel. "You'll see, Dave; as good as pie." "Because Mamsie said she'd trust us," continued David, "and we'd make trouble for Mr. Tisbett unless we minded him." Joel didn't reply, trying to decide whether he should hold the reins both together in one hand or use two, Mr.
Joel was down before Mr. Tisbett had fairly drawn up in front of the gate. "Hold on," roared the stage driver, "I don't want you to break your neck with me." "It's really here!" cried Phronsie with wide eyes, standing quite still on a hummock of frozen snow, with her eyes riveted on the house. "It really is!"
Tain't what I want," cried honest John, but he gripped the hand nevertheless, a fact that the boy never forgot; "I say I'm sorry I shook up your pa." "His age ought to have protected him," said the boy simply. "Sho! that's a fact," cried Mr. Tisbett, sinking in deeper distress, "but how is anybody to remember he's so old, when he steps so almighty high, as if he owned all Badgertown say!"
"You ain't a-goin' to lick me," cried Joel, sturdily, "I'm goin' to lick you," while little David, sick with terror, screamed out that he wasn't hurt; that he didn't care if Jim did push him over, and for Joel to come back come back! But Joel and Jim were already halfway to the cow-pasture, and Davie, wild with fright, stumbled over across the barnyard, and off to the house to find Mr. Tisbett.
"Why, I thought you were to be the bear," said Polly, in surprise. "I am, and Mr. Tisbett's black horses, and " "You can't be two horses, Joe," said Polly. "Dear me. Ben must be one of them." "Well, I'm going to be Bill, anyway," said Joel, in alarm. "Ben can be Jerry. And I'm going to be Mr. Tisbett and make 'em go." "You can't be Mr. Tisbett if you're Bill," said Polly, in distress.
Pepper's bonnet strings, "Mamsie, I should." "Oh, no, Phronsie!" Mrs. Pepper made haste to whisper back. "You must stay with Polly. Why, what would she ever do without you? Be mother's good girl, Phronsie; you're all coming home, except Auntie and Dick, in a few days." Phronsie cast one look at Polly. "Good-by," she said slowly. "Take me out now," holding her arms towards Mr. Tisbett.
Tisbett's brawny right hand. "Kindly bring our traps to the little brown house; here, father, take my arm," and he ran after the tall figure, picking its way along the frozen road. "Hey what's this?" exclaimed Mr. Tisbett, looking into the center of his fur mitten, "five dollars! Gee thumps! I ain't a-goin' to take it, after shaking that old party almost to pieces."
Tisbett slouched off to the big arm-chair, where he always took his accustomed rest at Strawberry Hill while the horses were put up in the barn. Joel ran back to tell Mrs. Green, "I like you, I do; you make awful nice things," and David echoed the same, as they both scampered out of the house.
"Get up, do!" cried Joel, who had seized the reins, "or I'll drive off without you, Mr. Tisbett," which had the effect to carry honest John briskly up to his place. When there, he took off his fur cap without a word, and bowed to Mr. King, cracked his whip and they were off, leaving the four on the little foot-path gazing after them, till the coach was only a speck in the distance.
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