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When they got them all in and packed upon the bobsled for transportation, the snow was a foot deep on the ice and it was snowing so fast that one could not see ten feet into the swirling heart of the storm. "I declare! it looks as though we were in a mess, with all this snow," complained Tom Cameron. "And with all these girls," growled Ralph Tingley. "Wish we'd started an hour ago."
Tingley, warming to his theme, quite outdid himself on the subject of charity as practised by his Redeemer, and, as a result, was the recipient of numberless congratulatory handshakes later at the church door. Donald agreed that it was an unusually good sermon in theory; but since he knew it would collapse in practise, he avoided Mr. Tingley after service.
You are trespassing upon it." "Oh, I guess we're within our rights, boss," said Lem Daggett, laughing. "I'm the constable. And these here are helpers o' mine. We was arter a bird, and we got him." "A warrant from a justice of the peace does not allow you to go out with guns and rifles and shoot over private property," declared Mr. Tingley, angrily.
It swept away from the Lumberton platform, and it was fully a minute before Heavy and Ann realized what they had done. "Oh, oh, oh!" shrieked the plump girl, running down the aisle. "Busy Izzy is left behind." "Stop your joking," exclaimed Tom, peering out of his berth, which was an upper. "He's nothing of the kind." "He is! He is!" "Why, he's all ready for bed," declared one of the Tingley boys.
Ruth was glad to hear him say this. As she had decided when she first saw him, Mr. Tingley could be very firm if he wished to be. At once he went back to the house, had a team hitched to a sleigh, and drove over to the mainland so as to be sure that Blent did not get ahead of him and have court convened before the proper hour.
I believe he will come back anyway, for he is very anxious to find that treasure box his Uncle Peter lost." "Oh as to that Well, there may be something in it. But Pete Tilton was really insane. I saw him myself. The asylum is the place for him, poor man," concluded Mr. Tingley. Ruth felt in secret very much worried over Jerry's disappearance.
The teacher pointed to the chums' waste-basket and said to Bell, the unfaithful sentinel: "Empty your plate in that receptacle, Miss Tingley. Spill the contents of that vase in the bowl. Now, Miss, to your room." Belle obeyed. So she made each girl, as she called her name and wrote it in her book, throw away the remains of her feast, and pour out the chocolate.
"However, Mr. Tingley's lawyers made old Blent get right down and howl for mercy yes, they did! There was a strong case of conspiracy against him. That's still hanging fire. "But Mr. Tingley says he will not push that, considering Rufus did all he was told to about the title money.
Tingley hasn't a clear title to the island?" demanded the backwoods boy, looking at the girl of the Red Mill sharply. "Why should that make a difference?" asked Ruth, coolly. "Well you know how some of these rich folks be," returned the boy, dropping his gaze. "When it comes to hittin' their pocketbooks " "That has nothing to do with it. Right is right." "Uh-huh!" grunted Jerry.
And, come to think of it, he told us he wanted to make some investigations regarding the caves at the west end of the island. He wouldn't sell us the place without reserving in the deed the rights to all mineral deposits and to treasure trove." "What's 'treasure trove, Mrs. Tingley?" asked Ruth, quickly.
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