Monthly Archives: August 2006

“We won’t worry about that yet, Dreer,” said Amy. “Come on, now. Let’s get through with this.”

“I’m going to wade it,” he declared.

“Bet you it’ll be a stand-off,” said Amy.

“I’m afraid he will want to. He hates to have fellows fight. I’m glad you kept out of it, anyway.”

“I am?” Amy seemed surprised. “Don’t you believe it, Clint. I’m as easy-going and soft-hearted as a suckling dove, whatever that is. Only, when some low-life like Dreer says this is a rotten school I don’t care for it. And … Continue reading →

Mr. Daley and Mr. Conklin stepped onto the scene.

“Well, we’ll hope he will later on show fulfilment, Byrd. I don’t want to frighten you, Thayer, but you’re likely to hear all this stuff over again, and a heap more like it. These little lectures of mine occur frequently. … Continue reading →

“Well, you’re pretty fond of it,” suggested Clint.