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Cy Whittaker's Place

Chapter 2 THE WANDERER'S RETURN

Word Count: 2591    |    Released on: 29/11/2017

s a set of nicked blue dishes, a warming pan, or a tall clock with wooden wheels, have long ago parted with these treasures for considerable sums. Oddl

ety, arose in the night and drank copiously of what he supposed to be the medicine left by the doctor. It happened to be water-bug poison, and Syl

izens donated, for the furnishing of his new residence, all the cast-off bits of furniture and odds and ends from their garrets. "Charity," ob

iss Angeline Phinney never called on the Cahoons after that without making her appearance at the front door. "I'll get s

e is Gabe Lumley's "depot wagon," and the other is "Dan'l Webster," the horse which

The train was due, according to the time-table, at eleven forty-five. This time-table, and the signboard of the "Bayport Hotel

unny side of the platform. At five minutes past twelve, he yawned, stretched, and looked at his watch. Then,

d still!" comma

then loafed to the door of the station and accosted the depot mas

?" asked Mr. Lumley,

here pretty soon. What's yo

ett's gone to Ostable, but she won't be back till t

ked furiously. Cephas Baker, who lives across the road from the depot, slouched down to his front gate. His wife opened the door of her kitchen and stood there, her wet arms wrapped in her apron. The five Baker children tore round the corne

you!" shouted Gabe,

ne eye, closed it and

platform. From the open door of the baggage car were tossed the mail sack and two express packages. The conductor stepped

, Mister?" inquired Mr. Lu

the depot wagon, inspected him delibe

es, I wouldn't wonder. Say!

d you know that? Ain't ev

seen you, either, but I've seen your nose. I'd

her half-heartedly, and begged to know if the trunk, then being unloaded from the baggage car, belonged to his prospe

nger, with his hands in his pockets, standing before Dan'l Webst

the newcomer, pausing before

to be," replied G

s he work

s? No, cour

with a clear conscience. I didn't know bu

cor

built for speed, narrow in the beam and sharp

made answer that his passenger might get aboard if he wanted to. Apparently he wanted to, fo

ern? All right! Say! you might furl some of this spare canvas so's I can take an observation as we go along. Don't go so fast

up the curtains at the sides of the carryall. Then

d savagely. Dan'l W

"Why don't you try hangin' an alarm

roared the d

hoof, and slowly got under way. As the equipage passed the Baker homestead, the whole famil

demanded the stranger.

tribe," was th

sume likely. Used to be Seth Snow's

know. He believed Mr. Snow wa

he went. Do you ever smoke-or does dr

igar. He admitted that he smoked occasionally and that

talk better if I'm under a head of stea

of its builder. Then, thinking that the catechising had been a

igar, Mister," he said.

e a

ter you can get around here. Simmons used to keep 'em, but

but I didn't know what to call it. Much obliged to you. Here's another;

s general store and its p

t's all plastered over with labels, ain't it?

so, d

n' alive hole. I wanted to go to Boston and clerk in a store, but the old man put his

but there was a dreamy

worse judgment than mindin' your dad. Don't forget that or you may be sorry for it some d

time when the tide's out and the wind's right.

and here 'tis at last. Drive slow and let me fill up on it. Just blow th

sly at the Snowflake and watched his companion, who, leaning forward on the seat, was gazing out at the town a

abe, after an interval, "but yo

e out of his day

n't! Well, now, where would you go, if you wa

xactly a hotel, neither. We call it the pe

ouse." His listener seemed greatly interested, and althou

n! How in time did he ever find spunk enough to propose? And Ketury runs the perfect boardin' hou

when she's 'round. I say, Mister! I don't know's I kno

at big place up there across our bows? T

le Heman G. Atkins, and it's probably the finest in this county. He

ge and gazing steadily up the slope ahead. And his gaze, strange to say, was not directed

e hill. At the crest he would have paused to

he commanded, fl

possessed occupant of the rear seat seemed very much excited. His big red hand cl

has given many orders and expects them to be obeyed. "Belay! Whoa,

nted to the front door of the Wh

you talkin' about? There ain't nobody live

cited passenger. "What's become of the hed

He hastened to reply that he didn't know; he wasn't sure; he presumed likel

run alongside the hotel as quick as the Almighty would let him. Gabe hastened to obey. He was now absolutely certain that his comp

nd stood majestically waiting to receive the prospective g

he landlady. "I presume l

newcomer turned toward

hair up, but you're just as good-lookin' as ever. And ain't th

om the doorway. Their mouths and eyes were wide open a

ded the arrival. "Ain't too stuck up to s

that it's possessor might swa

d. "WELL! I swan to man! I-I

ut look here, boys, you answer my question: who had the cheek to rig up t

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