racted about that boy. Boys make so much trouble usually that a body would near about be

ied her to give such comfort as she might. The whole neighborhood was roused about the mis

ascal will turn up soon," continued A

ways says she 'hopes and prays'? Wouldn't just praying be

demanded Tess, the hair-splitting theologian. "They

rse of old. He had been running away ever since he could toddle out of the gate; but she and

s was the result of his recent attempt, which is narrated in the volume immediately preceding this, to accompany the Corner H

wl. So mournful! It got on my nerves. I went down after Mr. Pinkney went to business early this morning and let Buster out. Then, bec

too bad about the beets. But he needn't have run away be

as the boy was so sulky last evening, and refused to come down to eat, Mr. Pinkney said let him wait for

am sure there are lots worse boys. And are you sure,

s been running around and snuffing for

? Buster'

ll the police. He says-Mr. Pinkney does-that the police must

situation. "I should think the policemen would be so used to looking for Sammy that they

d him. There he lies panting over by the curra

tter. But of course Sammy went right out into the street and the scent would be d

. Pinkney sleeps so soundly that it did not annoy him

er died. She was ninety-six and had been bedridden for ten years, and the doctors said of course th

n Mrs. Pinkney's possible trend toward superstition

he slipped down the back stairs, tied Buster, and went out by the cellar

um of all kinds of "useless truck," as his

o be incapable of being opened until five dollars in dimes had been deposited wi

ain extension bag that had figured before

ght him. I never did approve of that. Such things only give boys crazy notions abo

in it. The gun shoots with a spring, you know. It doesn't use real powder, of cou

im dreadfully, I am sure, if he walks far. And I ca

e bureau drawers. She stood up suddenly and began to peer

cried. "

athetically, seeing that the woman's eyes we

foolish boy! I wish I had said nothing to him about the beets-I do. I wonder if both his father

it?" cried

y must have thought a great deal of it," flowed on the verbal torrent

nes, almost distracted herself now, "

together-the last time we went to Pleasure Cove. Sammy begged to kee

that at last Sammy had fulfilled his oft-repeated threat to "run away f

felt that she had not taken her son seriously enough, and t

id, on arriving home, repeating Aun

proposed, "why doesn't she ha

stracted, not extracted. You do so

sly. "I don't mispernounce any more than you do, T

ounce! There

of the little girls' thoughts by suggesting that Mrs. McCall nee

r to Penny & Marchant's for those things. And you can stop at Mr. Howbr

ve, otherwise Dot Kenway. "Mr. Howbridge i

ho was somewhat harassed on this morning and did not care t

Kenway girl longed to go herself to the resort in the mountains where Luke Shepard lay

man, as long as he could get about, would do anything for "his chillun," as he called the four Kenway sis

occasion he was harnessed to a light cart for work about the place. His main duty, however, was to draw the smaller

un," the old man admonished them. "Dat Sammy Pinkney boy was

"You talk as though Sammy would never get back home f

able to drive the pony as ever Sammy Pin

ded to wheel the basket phaeton out of the barn and into Willow Street. By a quiet

y with her ever-present Alice-doll. "Then we can tell his moth

on, knowing it was useless to objec

e'll see th

aller girl. "I hope we'll neve

e-doll was wearing the fretted