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"That's about the size of it," said Crimmins. "What do we git when we jine?" "Well, we all pull together that's one thing. One man's strike's every man's strike. The capitalists been tryin' to down us, an' the laborin'-man's got to stand together.
"Of course she don't. She loves him. That's what I was tryin' to get at, anyway." He fumbled at a huge bunch of little red flowers called "Hummingbird's Trumpets." He arranged the hastily constructed bouquet to suit him. Then he laid it on the rock. "Accordin' to the latest book on good table-manners, or 'How to Be Happy Though Dressed Up, this here bouquet is the proper thing.
"I didn't count on bein' able to pass myself off for a boy, even among blind men," the old soldier said, with a laugh, and I cried, hotly: "That isn't answerin' my question, sergeant. Is there any good reason why you should stand stiffly here while we're tryin' to make up our minds what to do?" "Yes, lad, I believe there is." "What may it be, if you're willin' to tell us?"
What's the good of all they books ye've bin readin' if they don't teach ye that the old knight you're fond of got so weary of the world that arter tryin' everythin' in turn he found nothin' better than to marry a plain, straight country wench and settle down in Briar Farm for all his days? Ain't that the lesson he's taught ye?"
"'First stop tryin' to keep up with Lizzie, says I. 'The way to beat Lizzie is to go toward the other end o' the road. Ye see, you've dragged yer father into the race, an' he's about winded. Turn around an' let Lizzie try to keep up with you. Second, change yer base. Go to a school of agriculture an' learn the business just as you'd go to a school o' law or medicine. Begin modest.
"Did you ever know an Irish boy that couldn't fight?" he asked. "I'm better with my fists than with my brains, Alfred." "That's because you never went to school much. You're getting on fast, Andy." "I'm tryin', Alfred," he said. "It's a shame for a big boy like me not to know as much as a little boy like you." "You'll soon get ahead of me, Andy."
"Meanin' we c'n get somewhere without tryin' to tow the rum-boat behind our crate, and making a long and tiresome job o' it, eh what, partner?" Perk suggested, with considerable animation. "Take a look at this engine, Perk, and tell me if you reckon you could run the thing if it became necessary." Accordingly the other investigated and it was not long before he ventured to give his decision.
"I gather," he said, in the course of a casual conversation with Sam Kettleman, the grocer, "that wives is sometimes inconvenient and sometimes tryin' on the temper, but on the whole they're returnin' income on the investment." "Some does and some doesn't," said Kettleman, lugubriously. "Hotel grub," said Scattergood, "gets mighty similar. Roast beef and roast pork! Roast pork and roast beef!
Mayfield, and turning to Tom, to whom he was now presented, shook the stool which Tom held in his hand and upon which he was about to sit, took it from him and sat down. "All h h h h hands w w well, I h h hope." "Well as usual," Margaret answered, sitting down in the rocker. "Why ain't you folks been over?" "Been a t t t tryin' t t t t t to git off.
The door-bell rang. Holder found himself sitting erect, rigidly attentive, listening to the muffled sound of a woman's voice in the entry. A few moments later came a knock at the library door, and Sam entered. The old darky was plainly frightened. "It's Miss Kate, Marse Ho'ace, who you bin tryin' to fin'," he stammered.
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