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"Chad." the "little shepherd" did not know who he was nor whence he came he had just wandered from door to door since early childhood, seeking shelter with kindly mountaineers who gladly fathered and mothered this waif about whom there was such a mystery a charming waif, by the way, who could play the banjo better that anyone else in the mountains.

There was a veiled insinuation in this, for all the good-natured, teasing tone, and Irving did not like it. “No,” he said. “I’m sorry, but I’m afraid I can’t let you go swimming to-night.—I’m glad to have met you all.” And so he took his departure, and presently the sound of banjo and singing rose again from Westby’s room.

He give a squiggle and lifted his head; and there was he and his friends a-lyin' on the snow of the high downs." "And the house and the gal?" "Narry a sign of either, sir, but just the sky and the white stretch; and one other thing." "And what was that?" "A stain of red sunk in where the cup had spilt." There was a second pause, and the banjo blew into the bowl of his pipe.

In a few minutes he returned with an apologetic air. "I find that by some error they have sent me away with a banjo instead," he exclaimed. "But I dare say I could manage an accompaniment on that if you would condescend to listen to me."

Banjo's arrival at a ranch usually resulted in a dance, for which he supplied the music, and received such compensation as the generosity of the host might fix. Banjo never quarreled over such matters. All he needed was enough to buy cigarettes and shirts. Banjo seldom played in company with any other musician, owing to certain limitations, which he raised to distinguishing virtues.

There we found the rooms bright and warm, the two men keeping house in my absence having escaped to the upper rooms on hearing the party approaching. Here a pleasant hour or two were passed in listening to the songs of the musician, who always accompanies himself on his instrument, whether banjo or organ.

But I'll have to do it when the banjo player can't hear, for in case he should be Fred which I hardly think can be true but if it should be he, and he heard me asking, he'd run away again." "Yes, I suppose he would," said Mrs. Brown with a sigh. "Oh, how foolish boys are sometimes.

From a far-off nook of the sprawling old house came the pling-plang of the boy's banjo. "Margaret?" "Yes, dear." "What did you say to her?" She began to fold the newspaper. "I didn't say anything. She wouldn't permit me." "What do you think?" "That she will do as she pleases." "Consoling, by the consoling, I must say. But I tell you she won't. I will shame her out of it."

Little Bear, a chief of the Cherokees, entitled to wear nine otter tails on his Sunday blanket, and Professor Binkly, who plays Shakespeare and the banjo, and me, that's got hundreds of dollars in that black tin box in the wagon, and we've got to be careful about the company we keep.

At that she laughed again, and made a peculiar gesture with her hand above her head. I uncovered my banjo, swept my fingers across the strings, and struck into a fantastic dance-measure, to the music of which we proceeded along the path, Elsie slightly in advance, her feet keeping time to the airy measure.