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"What do you say to going below and seeing what's on the table?" As he spoke I heard the rattle of a gong, and as I turned to go below with Captain Riggs, Meeker came around the deck-house and joined us, regarding us from under his heavy brows as he approached, and rubbing his hands in a manner that increased my growing dislike for him. "My dear sirs," he said; "that is a beautiful sight.
This is the route over which Ezra Meeker traveled by ox-team in 1906 and on which many monuments have been erected to commemorate the pioneers of the 1840's and '50's. THE ox is passing in fact, has passed. The old-time spinning wheel and the hand loom, the quaint old cobbler's bench with its handmade lasts and shoe pegs, the heavy iron mush pot on the crane in the chimney corner, all have gone.
Meeker read Sutler's letter, which Norcross had handed him, and, after deliberation, remarked: "All right, we'll do the best we can for you, Mr. Norcross; but we haven't any fancy accommodations." "He don't expect any," replied Berrie. "What he needs is a little roughing it." "There's plinty of that to be had," said one of the herders, who sat below the salt. "'is the soft life I'm nadin'."
I began to realize that perhaps being a prisoner was the safest for me while on the steamer, for if Meeker had brought about the death of Trego because the supercargo suspected him, why should he not attempt to kill me after what I had said about him to Captain Riggs?
Money isn't everything. In times of real trouble it cannot save one." "But it can save one from humiliation!" exclaimed Honora, unexpectedly. Another sign of a peculiar precociousness, at fourteen, with which Aunt Mary was finding herself unable to cope. "I would rather be killed than humiliated by Mr. Meeker."
At the last moment Miss Hazy was still trying to make up her mind whether or not she would go. "Them wheels don't look none too stiddy fer sich a big load," she said cautiously. "Them wheels is a heap sight stiddier than your legs," declared Mrs. Wiggs. "An' there ain't a meeker hoss in Kentucky than Cuby.
As he talked his eyes were roaming over the room, and he scanned every person that entered, and peered at me from under his brows when he thought I was not observing him. It was plausible enough, but I could not forget that Meeker and the little sailor were together a great deal, and whenever I had seen them they were acting suspiciously, and both of them had kept close watch upon me.
This state of things could not last forever. It was brought suddenly to an end one Friday afternoon. Hiram Meeker was a member, in regular standing, of the Congregational Church in Burnsville.
Meeker, however, openly reproved the scamp. "You ought to be ashamed of worrying a sick man," she protested, indignantly. "He ain't so sick as all that; and, besides, he needs the starch taken out of him," was the boy's pitiless answer. "I don't know why I stay," Wayland wrote to Berea.
When Miss Van Meeker Constantia Coulson addressed him he took off his hat. "There is a rear entrance to this basement," said Miss Coulson, "which can be reached by driving into the vacant lot next door, where they are excavating for a building. I want you to bring in that way within two hours 1,000 pounds of ice. You may have to bring another man or two to help you.
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