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That afternoon we walked up to the village, stopping in at Simmons's store, which is also the post-office, for the mail. Captain Cyrus Whittaker happened to be there, also Asaph Tidditt and Bailey Bangs and Sylvanus Cahoon and several others. I introduced Campbell to the crowd and he seemed to be enjoying himself.
"Now, now, now, Tamson," remonstrated Miss Beebe. "You mustn't talk so. Course you believe it if the control says so." "I don't neither. Florabel Tidditt ain't dead. She's as well as I be. I had a letter from her yesterday." There was considerable agitation for a few minutes.
Even when he must have realized that you had the votes for committeeman he kept still. He might have taken many of them from you by simply coming out and declaring for Mr. Snow; but he didn't. And then, all at once, he takes this astonishing stand. Captain Whittaker, Mr. Tidditt says that, the night of Emily's birthday party, you and he told who she was, by accident, and that Mr.
That's comfortin'. Well, I'll do the best I can without stimulants, as the doctor says. If you hear my knees rattle just nudge me, will you, Bailey?" Mr. Tidditt removed his hat. Bailey touched his. Captain Cy looked provokingly indifferent; he even whistled. "Good mornin', Mr. Atkins," hailed the town clerk, raising his voice because of the whistle. "I'm proud to see you back among us, sir.
What does Phoebe Dawes say?" "She don't say much. It's pretty tough, when everything else is workin' out so fine, thanks to her, to have this happen. No, she don't say much, but she acts pretty solemn." "Say, Mr. Tidditt?" "Yes, what is it?" "You don't s'pose anything that happened betwixt her and Cap'n Whittaker that afternoon is responsible for for his stayin' away so, do you?
At any rate, whether Tuesday or Wednesday, it is certain that it was quarter past twelve, according to the clock presented to the Methodist Society by the Honorable Heman Atkins, when Asaph Tidditt came down the steps of the townhall, after the selectmen's meeting, and saw Bailey Bangs waiting for him on the opposite side of the road. "Hello, Ase!" hailed Mr. Bangs.
I ain't runnin' an orphan asylum. No, sir! I'll keep the young one a day or so or maybe a week and then I'll pack her off to Betsy Howes. I ain't so soft as they think I am. I'LL show 'em!" Mr. Tidditt looked thoughtful. "She's a kind of cute little girl, ain't she?" he observed. Captain Cy's frown vanished and a smile took its place. "That's so," he chuckled. "She is, now that's a fact!
Tidditt nor Bailey Bangs, Keturah's husband, was on hand when the dinner bell rang. Keturah says she is certain it was Tuesday, because she remembers smelling the boiled cabbage as she stood at the side door, looking up the road to see if either Asaph or Bailey was coming.
"Yes yes yes yes." Little Cherry Blossom was eagerly certain that that was the name. "Mercy on us! Florabel? You don't mean you've got a message from my niece Florabel Tidditt, do you?" "Yes yes yes oh, yes!" The control was just as certain that niece Florabel was on the wire. "I don't believe a word of it." This unusual manner of receiving a message shocked the devout. A murmur of protest arose.
Solon Eldridge was re-elected selectman and so also was Asaph Tidditt. Nobody but Asaph seemed surprised at this result.
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