Monthly Archives: November 2006

And Brimfield held them. At least, Brimfield held all but one of them. It was unfortunate that that one should have been the one who had the ball! Just what really happened was a matter of discussion for many days. … Continue reading →

“They’re through. Come on home.”

“Yes; that is, one and a half. I left in the Winter.”

Harmon Dreer into a cocked-hat, but in the end he had to subside Amy argued and stormed and threatened to go into Number 15 and knock Harmon Dreer into a cocked-hat, but in the end he had to subside. Penny … Continue reading →

instant later by sounds counterfeiting the howling of an unhappy dog From somewhere down the corridor the anguished wail floated, followed an instant later by sounds counterfeiting the howling of an unhappy dog. Threats and pleas mingled.

“Yes, that’s what I’m here for. Are you playing?”

Clint “More likely he’d set the dog on us at this time of morning,” answered Clint. And, to lend weight to his objection, a challenging bark came across the field.

“You can’t be,” persisted Amy. “Dreer went to Claflin last year, and he knows, don’t you, Dreer?”

Clint smiled. “I reckon the real reason was that you didn’t want to hog the show and take both prizes, eh?”

“I have to,” grunted Clint. “Here it goes right this time.”