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Updated: May 15, 2025


The Boss was an awesome figure to up-state politicians, and Shelby approached his place of business with a trepidation not wholly owing to his tangled fortunes. It was his first visit.

I see the irascible author of the "Leather Stocking Tales," for the moment weary of squabbling over land agreements with his Cooperstown neighbours and prosecuting suits against up-state newspapers, stealing into New York for a glimpse of his first city residence down in Beach Street in Greenwich Village, where he wrote "The Pilot," and "Lionel Lincoln," and incidentally satisfying his curiosity as to the new developments in urban elegance and fashion.

The government has given me a job, and I came here on leave just to see my parents up-State, and I thought I'd like you to know that I didn't go West after all." Fifteen minutes later, Edward Bok left his editorial office for the last time.

It seemed a sad mix-up at first what a friend of mine up-State would call a 'pretty kettle of fish'; but with Aunt Milly's assistance we managed to get at the crux of the affair and see things more clearly.

Chip considered it probable that Emery Bland would never have chosen her as the life-long complement to himself had he not taken that step while he was still an obscure "up-state" country lawyer, and she the dignified young school-teacher who stood for "cultivation" in their little town. Cultivation had always been to Mrs. Bland what hunting is to the rider to hounds the zest was in the chase.

"The Chief has gone up-state," remarked Garrick, piecing together the conversation where we had broken into it. "We had to hustle to make that boat," remarked a voice which I recognised as that of one of the men. "But she got off all right, didn't she?" "Sure he had the tickets and everything, and her baggage had already gone aboard." "That's Lucille, I suppose," supplied Garrick.

My envious sympathy, Torchy, and may the gods be kind!" Which is only the brand of hot air Mr. Robert blows off whenever he has a good lunch under his vest and nothin' heavy on his mind. It don't mean anything at all. "Troy!" says I. "Can it! This ain't for no up-State laundry hand. She comes from Eighth-ave."

Now you take here just th' other day: I got a new top for my old boat and some upholstery, and I paid out a hundred and twenty-six fifty, and of course a lot of fellows would say that was too much Lord, if the Old Folks they live in one of these hick towns up-state and they simply can't get onto the way a city fellow's mind works, and then, of course, they're Jews, and they'd lie right down and die if they knew Sid had anted up a hundred and twenty-six bones.

So when they found a little up-state town with a tavern of exceeding age and stiffness, and alighted in search of luncheon, the landlord and landlady thought just what Marjorie wanted them to think; that all was well and very recent.

Right on top was" she paused impressively to get suspense for her climax "was them notes on yellow foolscap that I seen in the hands of the visitor last week. And" another impressive pause "they're the dope for Robert H. Norcross!" "The what?" "The full information on him dead sweetheart, passed out thirty years ago up-state.

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