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A light crossed her face; she began to sing: "The road is winding, the road is dark, Sail away to Galilee!" Her voice seemed to me, in that dim hour, to take up Uncle Benny and bear him away, with his great hurt, to the breast of his mother, in heaven, to be healed. He joined her in the chorus, and then they sang together, she modulating sweetly her full, rich tones to his.
"We'd like to see him," put in Joe. "I think that can be arranged," the doctor said. "I'll go and find out how he is now." "That was the meaning of all the pains and queer feelings Benny had," said Joe to Helen, as they were left alone in the waiting room of the hospital. "You know he often spoke about a pain at the back of his head." "Yes, you mentioned it several times," Helen remarked.
Nowhere around us, that is, nowhere near. I've often wondered at it." "Stay here, and go with me, Sylvia," said Edna cordially. "We'll let Miss Martha off, and you and I will take Benny and make a day of it." "Oh, I'd love to!" exclaimed Sylvia. "I'll try to come over soon." "Not at all. Always make the most of a bird in the hand. You're here now.
Against one of the trees stood a ladder, and scattered all about under the trees were the limbs that had been lopped off, under his direction, the very day when he fell with apoplexy. Here and there they had been gathered up in bristling piles. Benny ascended into one after another of these blissful trees.
The young moon was shining faintly, and the air was soft and balmy. The house was very still; the servants, I think, were all in a distant part of the house, or out enjoying the moonlight and the idleness of evening. Sophie was nailed to Charley's bed up-stairs, trying to soothe him; Benny was sinking to sleep in his little crib.
"Nellie, the savages have driven all our Christians into the church, and shut them up there, until Girty and his men shall give the word to complete their fiendish design. The converts asked but one favor an hour in which to pray. It was granted. The savages intend to murder them all." "Oh! Horrible! Monstrous!" cried Nell. "How can they be so inhuman?" She lifted Benny up in her arms.
He destroyed the paper containing it, indeed, promptly and effectually with a furtive glance over his shoulder as he did so. It was at about this time, too, that Mr. Smith began to complain of his eyes and to wear smoked glasses. He said he found the new snow glaring. "But you look so funny, Mr. Smith," said Benny, the first time he saw him. "Why, I didn't hardly know you!"
I'm sure I don't see any use in having the money if we've got to wear black and not go anywhere," pouted Bessie. "Are we rich, then, really, ma?" demanded Benny. "We certainly are, Benny." "Richer 'n the Pennocks?" "Very much." "An' the Gaylords?" "Well hardly that" her face clouded perceptibly "that is, not until we get the rest in two years." She brightened again.
Gratton began an incoherent pleading, arrested impatiently by Brodie's great voice. "Shut up! You've had your innings; it's mine now. You swiped grub when it's the same thing as slitting a man's gullet. You let another man be killed for what you done. Now you get yours!" He jerked up his rifle. Benny and the Italian let Gratton go and jumped nimbly aside.
"On your way don't forget to look in on your friend Benny." Carson went hastily down the knoll, his eyes bright. Judith laughed softly. "I've got his number, Bud Lee! All that's needed to keep that old mountain-lion on the job is to show him a real fight ahead! And by golly, Mr.
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