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"Dad's been showin' me the books he used ter like when he was a little boy like me," announced Benny. "Hain't he got a lot of 'em? books, I mean." "He certainly has." Mr. James Blaisdell stirred a little in his chair. "I suppose I have crowded them a little," he admitted. "But, you see, there were so many I'd always wanted, and when the chance came well, I just bought them; that's all."
Before you know where you are they'll harrow you up with feelin's you wasn't aware you entertained. Now I don't mind confessin' that, afore Benny had started to make out a fair copy I found myself over head an' ears in love with the woman." "Me too," agreed Cai, musing. "You're sure you're not any longer?" "Eh? . . . Of course I am sure.
"My goin' to Benny," urged Cai sophistically, "was a case of one eddicated man consultin' another, as is frequently done." "Oh, is it? Well, you done it pretty thoroughly, I must say." "Whereas your goin' was a clean case o' tryin' to pass off goods that weren't your own, or anything like it. . . . Come, I'll put it to you another way.
He married Benny Hingston's sister. Benny's wife died, and he lives with them." "And there ain't a better man in the whole of Leatherwood than Joey Billin's, as we always call him," Mrs. Braile put in. "He was the best boy anywhere, and he's the best man." "Well, it's likely to come out that way, sometimes," the Squire said with tender irony. "And you can't say," Mrs.
"I didn't want to talk," returned Benny awkwardly. What he thought was, "I only wish't I was big enough to punch his head." "I got time to carry your bag up to the house, and I'm goin' to," he added firmly.
You don't object to that, I'm sure," and Charlotte Benson leaned forward and threw him a little kiss past the tutor, who wore a silent, abstracted look, in odd contrast with the animated expressions of the faces all around him. Benny did not like the joke at all, and got down from his chair and walked away without permission.
The physician went into the particulars of the case in writing to Joe, who, it seemed, had left word that he wished to be informed as to Benny's progress. It was his belief that the long continued practice of Benny in staying under water had brought on a disease of the ears and throat.
Waldron was not a ladies' man, and after helping with the tea, served under a big mulberry tree in the garden, he turned his attention to Mr. Roberts, already known favourably to him as a cricketer, and Benny Cogle, the engine man. They departed to look at a litter of puppies and the others perambulated the gardens.
Indigestion set in and nothing could save him. What disposition was made of his body is a matter of dispute. One oldtimer claims that the outfit he works for bought a hind quarter of the carcass in 1857 and made corned beef of it. He thinks they have several carloads of it, left. Another authority states that the body of Benny was dragged to a safe distance from the North Dakota camp and buried.
"Now look 'ee here, my sons," said Un' Benny Rowett: "if I was you, I'd cry to the Lord a little more an' to County Council a little less. What's the full size ye reckon a school o' pilchards, now one o the big uns?
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