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Langhope discoursed to Westy Gaines on the recent sale of Chinese porcelains at which he had been lucky enough to pick up the set of Ming for his daughter, and Mason Winch expounded to a group of languid listeners the essential dependence of the labouring-man on the prosperity of Wall Street.
Specially such a runnin' stream as this here now Cyril. But he comes to life for one faint effort. "I say, you know," he starts in, "perhaps you'd best say no more about it, Snee." "As you like, sir," says Cyril. "Only, I don't wish my feelings considered. Not in the least. If you care to send back the salad I will gladly " Westy glances appealin' towards me. "Torchy," says he, "couldn't you "
I'd trust Skinny with a hundred dollars, I would, and Westy too, but gentle breezes Nix. They're so plaguy sly and sneaky like. Westy and I went and bought a dandy copy of Treasure Island for the library. It cost us a quarter more than my two dollars, but we should worry.
And we're glad you were the one to discover him and you're welcome to your old five thousand dollars. We don't want it, do we, Westy?" Then the scene of all their good times and of their broken hopes was quiet again, the ambulance and its attendant throng was gone, and the scouts were alone. "Can you hike home with your ankle like that?" Grove Bronson asked Roy. "Sure, we can take our time.
Remember thars two strings ter this here bow, as the feller says. We got another party uv good scouts ter hear frum yet. You jest come over ter camp 'n get a cup uv hot coffee." I said I didn't want any hot coffee and that I was just going to wait around with Westy. I just wanted to be with Westy. So Uncle Jeb went back in one of the other boats and Westy and I just rowed around together.
Pee-wee's all right only he's daffy about all the scout stuff that you see in the pictures and he always has his belt-axe dragging on his belt, even when he's home, as if he expected to chop down all the telegraph poles on Main Street. "You have belt-axes on the brain," Westy told him. "He's got them on the belt anyway," I said. "You ask Mr.
On Monday we had it fixed for Skinny to come up to Camp Solitaire, and Westy and I would teach him some stuff out of the Handbook. Then we were going to give him the new stuff so he could put it on, because we wanted him to feel good you know what I mean when he went to meeting. We didn't want him to feel different from the other fellows.
Pretty soon it came time to present him, but I didn't feel like making any fun about it. Gee! I don't know what my patrol thought about me. But anyway, Westy knew. So I just said how we found Alfred McCord and how he wanted to be a scout and we thought it was a good idea to give him to the Elk Patrol, to fill the place of Tom Slade. Cracky, there wasn't any pep to it at all. Then afterwards Mr.
As Amherst came out of the hospital, he heard Miss Brent declining a seat in Westy's phaeton. "Thank you so much; but there's some one here I want to see first one of the operatives and I can easily take a Hanaford car." She held out her hand with the smile that ran like colour over her whole face; and Westy, nettled by this unaccountable disregard of her privileges, mounted his chariot alone.
"We're going to have a big one to-night," he said. "You said it," called Roy. "A welcome home fire, hey?" said Blythe. Roy felt almost sick. "You're just in time to cook supper," said Westy. "We were going to send a tracer after you. What news?" "We'll tell you later," said Warde.
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