. "Courage"; a story wherein every one comes to the conclusion that the courage in question proved a courage worth having . ulia must have been in a greathurry, she ventured. Yes, a ten-dollar hurry, growled David. Oh, you wont fine her! Courage exclaimed,alarmed at the mere thought of anything soungracious; she just couldnt have beenthinking. Well, then, well just teach her how tothink; but Sylvia, quite sure that she detecteda lack of determination in Davids tone, saidcomplacently, Neber you fear, Miss David don sure nuff mean what he sez, Ireckon, whereupon Mr. David shook his h
. "Courage"; a story wherein every one comes to the conclusion that the courage in question proved a courage worth having . ulia must have been in a greathurry, she ventured. Yes, a ten-dollar hurry, growled David. Oh, you wont fine her! Courage exclaimed,alarmed at the mere thought of anything soungracious; she just couldnt have beenthinking. Well, then, well just teach her how tothink; but Sylvia, quite sure that she detecteda lack of determination in Davids tone, saidcomplacently, Neber you fear, Miss David don sure nuff mean what he sez, Ireckon, whereupon Mr. David shook his head,as much as to say, Well, he rather guessed hedid, but Courage saw with relief that therereally was nothing to fear. After supper Larryand David took a turn on the bridge while thetable was being cleared, and then coming backto the little living-room, Courage read aloudfor an hour from one of Sylvia Sylvestersnamesake books. It chanced to be the incom-parable story of Alice in Wonderland, andDavid and Larry were as charmed as the littlefolk themselves. At nine oclock the bookwas laid away and Larry went directly to. Were in for a blow, Im thinkin. COrRACE DOES IT. 93 bed. Courage and Sylvia hurried into coatsand hats for a run in the bracing night air, andDavid, stopping first to light his pipe, followedthem out onto the bridge. All three found totheir surprise that the sky had grown suddenlylowering and overcast, while the breeze of thetwilight was fast stiffening to a vigorous westwind. Were in for a blow, Im thinkin, saidDavid, looking down-river, with the childrenstanding beside him, and, bless me ! thereisnt a star to be seen. Whod a-thought itafter that sunset. Courage, seeing something in the distance,paid no attention to this last remark. , whats that ? she exclaimed, pointingin the direction in which she had been gazing. Sure it looks like a sail. Courage. Can it bethat theyre wantin to get through, I wonder?Whats a boat out for this time o night, any-how ?
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