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Updated: June 13, 2025
"We'll be glad to do that, sonny, or if he will show us where he is so we can capture him." "Will you give a hundred dollars to have him in the woodshed there?" "Indeed we will." "Very well; he's there!" The men looked at Tom Gordon as if doubting his words. "Are you in earnest?" asked one of them. "Look for yourselves."
Away backward or sidewise stretched the woodshed from the dwelling to the barn, and shut the whole under one cover; the turf grew to the wheel-tracks of the road-way, over which the elms rose and drooped; and from one end of the village to the other you could not, as the saying is, find a stone to throw at a dog.
You can take my shotgun, Ruth, but be careful that you don't shoot yourself instead of the squirrel." "Oh, I know how to shoot, Uncle Joe; don't worry," she declared. "Let's go as soon as we get our dinner, Bob," she said enthusiastically. When they had finished, Bob got two turtle lines and hooks from the woodshed and the double-barrel gun and four shells.
"Then run away now," said Geraldine, still warming the boy's dull eyes with her entrancing smile, "and let me take your place. I can dry dishes as fast as anybody can wash them." The dwarf slowly backed away, and disappeared into the woodshed, keeping his gaze to the last on the sunny-haired loveliness which had invaded the ugliness of that low-ceiled kitchen.
She had him out at daylight every morning, stood him up in the woodshed and drowned him with a deluge of cold water; then she scrubbed him down with a towel like a file, and so brought him to; then she rolled him up in a wet sheet and put him away under blankets till she sweated his soul clean and "the yellow stains of it came through his pores" as Tom said.
Snider, who was on such friendly terms with him, was standing here in a woodshed, talking with me! I wondered why I had never heard of Mr. Snider before. Presently we went in the house, after we had the wood and a pail of water. The house was almost empty of furniture, and it was pretty dismal.
'No, ma'am, said he, 'there's no mistake. 'I did not order it, and I cannot pay for it, was my reply. 'Never mind, ma'am, said he, 'a friend ordered it, and it is all paid for. Then he unhitched the oxen from the wagon, and gave them some hay to eat. When this was done, he asked for a saw and ax, and never stopped till the whole load was cut and split and piled away in the woodshed.
Following this policy the boys for the next month carried about an air of secrecy and an irresponsibility of action very irritating to everybody. They forgot errands, they did absent-minded, destructive things, they were much given to long consultations behind the woodshed. When they were permitted to visit Mr.
Twice she called; then he knew she would be crossing to the little house to know what detained him. He heard her call again knew that she would be searching the four rooms over there. She wouldn't think of the woodshed. He sat there a long while, steadily regarding the closed screen door that led to the kitchen, ready to mingle deceptively with the coal should any one appear.
"Thar ain't enough to more'n paint two sides of it," criticized Gus, "so I'll paint the front and west sides." "Thar's a can of yaller paint out in the woodshed," informed Mrs. Jenkins. "You can paint the other two sides with that." Then the Boarder made a suggestion: "If I was you, I'd paint a strip of yaller and then one of green. That'll even it up and make it fancy-like."
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