Monthly Archives: February 2008

told the story of their adventures to a roomful of fellows who utterly refused to believe a word of it until Clint had subscribed to the main facts and the watch and scarfpin had been passed around That evening they … Continue reading →

again administered to it, it was all Clint could do to hobble to Wendell for breakfast But the next morning that knee was stiff and painful and although Amy again administered to it, it was all Clint could do to … Continue reading →

“Awake, Amy?” whispered Clint.

“You do, eh?” demanded Edwards. “Suppose you tell us all about it, Amy. Give us of your wisdom, O enlightened one.”

“No, I don’t. He wouldn’t care to have Josh know about the violin business. What he will do is to put arsenic in our tea some day, I guess.”

hear the remonstrances at first, and it was not until some impatient neighbour sallied forth and pounded frantically at the portal of Number 13 that the wailing ceased But Pennington Durkin was making too much noise on his instrument to … Continue reading →

day! If they didn’t, I’m blessed if I can see how they got that one across the field there “I’ll bet anything!” said Steve Edwards, “that they had two balls that day! If they didn’t, I’m blessed if I can … Continue reading →

“Well, I’d always liked tennis,” conceded Chase. “Funny thing, though, that, after all, I got hurt worse in tennis than I did in four years of football.” Clint looked curious and Chase went on. “I was playing in a doubles … Continue reading →