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You will believe him, won't you?" Big tears began to squeeze from under Mr. Pryor's lids, until Laddie and the Princess each tried to see how much of him they could hold to keep him together-like. "Tell me!" he said at last, so they took turns explaining everything plain as day, and soon he listened without being held.
"Me, I'm never one to argue with local talent, specially if they wear their Colts low and loose. Doin' that is apt to make a man wolf meat. Wheah to now this heah river?" Drew nodded. The Cumberland must be scouted. And, after that, the more formidable barrier of the Tennessee. He had not needed Pryor's warning about the latter.
At that moment he heard a girlish step, and Lloyd Pryor's daughter came into the room, a pretty young creature, with blond hair parted over a candid brow, and sweet, frank eyes. "Dr. King?" she said smiling. "Doesn't resemble her in the least," the doctor thought, getting on his feet, and putting out a friendly, hand.
His artless pride in planning this distressing festivity was so ludicrous that Lloyd Pryor's disgust changed into involuntary mirth. But Helena was plainly nervous. "Thank you; you are very kind; but I am afraid I must say no." Mr. Pryor was silently retreating towards the dining-room. As for the visitor, he only had eyes for the mistress of the house. "Why should you say no?"
"Miss Gibbie is certainly her friend, but I don't suppose anybody would waste time thinking she was doing all these things." "I imagine not!" Mrs. Pryor's voice was decisive. Then her face changed, and with an expression suitable to recent affliction she folded her hands and shook her head. "It is, indeed, distressing," she began, "to see a young girl so defy public opinion as Mary Cary does.
Pryor's chair, waved the turkey-wing fan back and forth, but with fingers not so firm as they had been before the message came, and as she spoke the room became quiet again. "Do I hope William Pryor is seriously ill?" she began, her keen gray eyes dim with something rarely seen in them. "Do I hope William is going to die? I do.
Pryor's brother, Abel Pryor, who is trustee of that school, is against her and has been trying to turn the other trustees over to his way of thinking. And Ella and the rest were afraid that if the fourth class couldn't tell Whiskers the meanings of the words he would think the teacher was no good and tell Abel so, and Abel would have a fine handle. But little Sandy Logan saved the situation.
I took a shot at the crayfish with the tiger ammunition and then loaded for lions. We went on until the marsh became a thicket of cattails, bulrushes, willow bushes, and blue flags; then I found a path where the lions left the jungle, hid Mr. Pryor and told him he must be very still or they wouldn't come. At last I heard one. I touched Mr. Pryor's sleeve to warn him to keep his eyes on the trail.
Lewis bled him & gave Niter which has revived him much Oddeway was waiting at a Creek on the S. S. below an Island, passed two Island on the S. S. and came to at the upper point, G Drewyer went out R. Fields & Guterich, five men Sick to day with a violent Head ake &c. and Several with Boils, we appoint a Cook to each mess to take Charge of the Provisions. in Serjt. Pryor's = Collens in Sjt.
"Oh, Hed-rick!" shouted his father. "Come out here! I want you to meet a little girl! Come and see a nice little girl!" Mr. Pryor's grandchild was denied the pleasure. At the ghastly words "little girl," Hedrick dropped from his chair flat upon the floor, crawled to the end of the porch, wriggled through the railing, and immersed himself in deep shadow against the side of the house.
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