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"Then that obstacle is removed," Barbara answered in a more gentle tone, "but I will not take back even a single word of what I have said about other matters. I am not like the rest of the girls. My father Holy Virgin! how much too late he was born! Among the Crusaders this fearless hero, whom the pepper-bags here jeer at as a 'Turkey gobbler, would have been sure of every honour.

But the gobbler was a hard customer and he showed fight, whereupon there was a general squawking and squalling. Clinging to his capture, Frank made a dash for the door. He tripped and fell, and it is certain that by falling he saved himself from carrying off a charge of shot, if not from death.

He took it all right, and you ought to have heard the self-satisfied way in which he said: 'Certainly, Miss Barnes. I shall be very happy to read it for you. The way he strutted across the schoolroom after that! Lida Stanton said he reminded her of a turkey gobbler." Manson laughed. "Webber doesn't like me, either," he said, "and never has from the first. I don't care.

It was now late in the fall, and all the Turkeys went walking together again. One would think that, after being separated from the rest all summer and part of the spring, the Gobbler would have been very polite when he joined them, but no; he was more quick-tempered than ever. He was not fond of young Turkeys, and their constant chattering annoyed him.

I never see an old gobbler, with his gorget, that I don't think of a kernel of a marchin' regiment, and if you'll listen to him and watch him, he'll strut jist like one, and say, 'halt! dress! oh, he is a military man is a turkey cock: he wears long spurs, carries a stiff neck, and charges at red cloth, like a trooper.

That made Snoop mad, and he got out and clawed the turkey." "I guess that was it," agreed Harry. "Well, we had fun anyhow, if Snoop and the turkey did have a hard time." Snoop was soon dry again, and not much the worse for what had happened to him. The gobbler, except for the loss of a few feathers, was not hurt. But after that the turkey and cat kept well out of each other's way.

First there would be a gentle hushing and then the refrain the melody was unappreciable and elusive, though constant: "Grasshopper set on sweet tater vine, On sweet tater vine, On sweet tater vine. Big turkey gobbler come up behime And nip him off that sweet tater vine."

He could hear them whistling past his ears, but could not see them to dodge. Fortunately none struck him, and when the turkeys felt that they had had fun enough of that kind at his expense the bean shooter was returned to him. "Now, then," said the gobbler's Aunt Fanny, "he once gave me a string of yellow beads for corn." "What shall we do to him for that?" asked the gobbler.

"Just then two friends of the man's wife came to dinner, and, because he hadn't any meat in the house, there was nothing to do but catch and cook one of the lonesome looking pair. "Mr. Turkey Gobbler saw the man coming, and flew up on the top of the barn, as he cried: "'I've got other business, and can't go to dinner with you, no matter how much you want me. "'Now he's after me! Mr.

The Turkeys were utterly neglected left to forage for themselves; and each time that Jake returned to his uninviting shanty, after a few days' absence, he found fewer birds, till at last none but the old Gobbler was left. Jake cared little about the loss, but was filled with indignation against the thief. He was now installed as wolver to the Broadarrow outfit.