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Do you remember the day you towed me up the Decker's run to look for woodcock?" "And you found nothing," interrupted Tom, "but..." "Oh shut up, do, Tom," broke in Forester, "and let us hear about this buck. If we agree to give you a five dollar bill, Jem, in case we do find him where you say, what will you be willing to forfeit if we do not?"
Something's gone wrong in the belfry to-day. Is my face swollen, Mater?" Mrs. Ivy bent over him in instant solicitude. "I do believe it is swollen, darling; just here. Look, Mr. Decker, doesn't it seem a trifle fuller than the other side?" Cropsie Decker's eye, not being trained by years of maternal solicitude, failed to distinguish any difference.
The lawyer was a tall, thin man, with chalky, expressionless features, but his eyes gave life to his face with their keen, almost brilliant, vision. "Decker's playing the joker," said the King of the Street. "I've beaten him in the market, but he's going to make a last play with the directors. There's a meeting called for twelve-thirty.
But when he had tossed the match into the open grate, he nonchalantly sauntered to the desk and glanced at the register. There was the dashing signature, the ink still wet on the flourish, "La Florine." It was Cropsie Decker's old flame, "The Serpent of the Nile," whom he had last seen poised on the cork of a champagne bottle on a poster on Billy-goat Hill!
I heard shouts of seventy-five, seventy-eight, eighty and eighty-five. Decker's men had entered into the bidding with energy. The sinews of war had been recruited, and it was a battle for the possession of every block of stock. Thus far I had followed closely the plan laid down for me by Doddridge Knapp, and the course of the market had agreed with the outlines of his prophecy.
Woodward turned slightly pale. "You can prove no such thing," he cried. "Yes, I can. Didn't Stumpy admit he had taken the money?" "Never, sir." "He did." "When?" "This afternoon while you were at Decker's place." Had I slapped the merchant in the face he would not have been more surprised. He sprang to his feet and glared at me. "You you Who says he made such an admission?" "I say so." "Ah!
The referee's whistle blew, and while the mound of squirming players found their feet again, Gardiner walked toward them, his hand on Decker's shoulder. "Play slow and steady your team, Decker," he counseled. "Use Young and Fletcher for runs; try them outside of tackle, especially on the right. Give Gale a chance to hit the line now and then and diversify your plays well.
McClellan to the Peninsula. Virginia Weather and the People. General Augur's Advance to the Rappahannock. Lieutenant Decker's Bravery and Death. Night Charge on Falmouth Heights. Fredericksburg Surrenders. How Citizens regard us. Guarding a Train to Thoroughfare Gap. Fight and Captures at Flipper's Orchard. Shenandoah Valley. The Fifth New York Cavalry, First Ira Harris' Guard.
On the north side of the Snake, after climbing out of the canon at Decker's Ferry, the cross-roads branch as per sign-post: "Thirty miles to Shoshone Falls, one mile to Decker's Ferry. Good road." This last assertion must be true, as we have it on no less authority than that of Decker himself. Nothing is said of the road to Bliss, not even that there is such a Bliss only sixteen miles away.
Not that Sophy Decker ever tried to sell you a hat against your judgment, taste, or will. She was too wise a psychologist and too shrewd a business woman for that. She preferred that you go out of her shop hatless rather than with an unbecoming hat. But whether you bought or not you took with you out of Sophy Decker's shop something more precious than any hatbox ever contained.
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