"Quad's odds"; . will call again, he said as he went through the gate. It wont do you any good! she shouted after him; we dont want no prepared food for infants—no pianomusic—no stuffed birds! I know the policeman on thisbeat, and if you come around here again hell soon findout whether you are a confidence man or a vagrant! And she took unusual care to lock the door. AN HOUR AT THE CENTRAL STATION COURT. FEW minutes before his Honors time for putting inan appearance, thirteen boys, marching in single file, and headed by a boy pounding time on an old tin pail, drew up at the door and called for
"Quad's odds"; . will call again, he said as he went through the gate. It wont do you any good! she shouted after him; we dont want no prepared food for infants—no pianomusic—no stuffed birds! I know the policeman on thisbeat, and if you come around here again hell soon findout whether you are a confidence man or a vagrant! And she took unusual care to lock the door. AN HOUR AT THE CENTRAL STATION COURT. FEW minutes before his Honors time for putting inan appearance, thirteen boys, marching in single file, and headed by a boy pounding time on an old tin pail, drew up at the door and called for Bijah. My dear children, why this unusual dem-onstration ? inquiredthe old man as he stoodin the door. We fellers, saidthe leader of the boys,removing his old hat, we fellers go our dol-lars on you every are kind, inno-cent, good-hearted andhandsome, and weaint the chaps to des-pise you cause yourebald-headed and havebig feet. We feel likewe owed you one, andthe boys have a littlepresent for yon. It. ?sZ^^js The Sketch. didnt cost a heap, but you can lay it away in the bottombureau drawer, and the moths wont even dare smell it. 283 284 JULIA THE I. It isnt as big as a wagon nor as valuable as a corner lot,but we hope youll accept it and treasure it as coming fromthose who love you. The boy then handed out a well executed charcoal sketchpinned to a shingle. It was meant to represent Bijah sit-ting on a six-rail fence spitting tobacco juice into a Williamgoats eyes. He received it tenderly, and tears came tohis eyes as he said: B-boys, this is a great surprise. I-Fm an old man, onmy way to the grave, but I love the b-boys, and I hopeevery one of you may live to be G-Grovernor of of you can go up to the hat store and get a p-plughat on my account. The sketch was taken in and leaned up against the wall,and his Honor having arrived JULIA DAVIS Was escorted from the corridor. She was such a short, fatwoman that his Honor had to rise up and lean over thedes
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