One of the Grayjackets (Google eBook)

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State Company, 1908 - Authors, American - 160 pages
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Page 148 - Score. one!" I cried exultantly as I dropped a two-pounder on the grass at Wash's feet. "Easy, Squire, easy!" cautioned he, as he too landed a fish. " Don't yer git excited more now, an' go ter tirin' yerse'f down. Kinder slow an' res'ful lak is ther way with these here perch." I saw the force of his remark. Moreover that man is no fisherman who takes not his ease becomingly. Nevertheless for an hour the fish bit hungrily, then Wash shifted his position to the other side of the tree, and presently...
Page 96 - ... noise of voices grew lower and lower. Somehow it was evening, and he was coming home down the long lanes between the fields. Over the hills came the tinkle of bells, as the cattle came home to the milking; here, running to meet him, was little Tom, the red stains of berries still marking his face and fingers; and there by the gate, the love-light as strong in her eyes as on the day they were married, stood Mary, the wife of his youth. "I am late," he said, "and tired." "Come," she said, "you...
Page 93 - No lusty boy would come rushing to meet him today; the rocking chair where she used to sit would be very still. The old man choked a little and wiped his eyes with his cotton handkerchief. He had not known what all this meant to him until he had left it. He had been lonely and Tom had persuaded him to go live with him. But it was all so strange in this new place, so little like he had pictured it. He said nothing. They were kind to him and he must not seem ungrateful. He would not admit...
Page 95 - am I not your son? Tell me." And the old man answered humbly: "Tom, I am old and getting childish, but I want to go back. I've never lived anywhere else before, and — and she's there, Tom." So today he was going home; back to the hills and trees; back to his old house and graves; back where she had left him to wait until she had called him; and the journey was almost done. The sunshine crept...
Page 96 - you can rest now; it is only a step more," and — a long, quavering sigh of relief — and — he was at home. The little rough train went jolting along and reached his station at last. But when the conductor shook him he did not answer. E.
Page 10 - You won't see your old horse no more, We'll ride him till his back is sore, An' then come back an' git some more, Pennsylvane, my Pennsylvane!
Page 96 - ... back to his old house and graves; back where she had left him to wait until she had called him ; and the journey was almost done. The sunshine crept across the car, and the noise of voices grew lower and lower. Somehow it was evening, and he was coming home down the long lanes between the fields. Over the hills came the tinkle of bells, as the cattle came home to the milking; here, running to meet him, was little Tom, the red stains of berries still marking his face and fingers; and there by...
Page 139 - Oh, well— I'll do, I guess," I answered with some asperity. "Now Skinner," continued Wash without heeding the interruption in the least, "Skinner Smith wuz stingy. Maybe I oughtn't ter speak uv hit seein' as he air dead, an' likely oncomfortable, but he war, an' that air a fac'." "I have heard some stories to that effect, myself," I remarked. "I recall one in particular. It was said that Wiley Brown found Skinner's pocketbook in the road where the old man had lost it. Wiley returned the money duly,...
Page 158 - An' now, my onknown fren'," he went on as he turned to the other, "you kivver thet money an' cut them kyards, an' ef you cuts ther are uv spades ther Squire's dollar air yourn." The wayfarer, taking the cards, looked at them, smiled sweetly and slyly winked at me; then he drew a knife from his pocket. "It's like findin' money," he said, as he drove the keen blade by one swift stroke through the entire thickness of the deck. Afterward he turned to me. '' I'll leave it to the Squire," he said, "if...

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