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wa'n't none in my barn. 'That's strange,' I went on, 'but you kno'
what I said.' "'Do
you still hold to that offer?' he axed. "'I'll make bond with
my daddy-in-law on it,' I
said. "'Nuff said,' an' Jud was gone. The next day he came back
leading the black, slicker
an' hence no-counter than ever, if possible. "'Look at him,' he said
proudly--'a dead match for yourn. Jes' han' me that two an' a half an'
take him. You now have a team worth a thousan'.' "I looked the hoss
over
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was nigh to bustin', an' I had a lot of friends come to see the sho',
an' they standin' 'round stickin' their old hats in their mouths
to keep from explodin'--'Why,
Jud, my dear friend,' I said, 'ain't you kind o' mistaken about this?
I said a _match_ for t

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D cause her unnecessary pain. It seems to me that the length of our
acquaintance has made me incur a sort of tacit obligation to her; my
patronage has become her property. She has put the basket upon my table,
and as I want her husband, who is a joiner, to add some shelves to my
bookcase, she has gone downstairs again immediately to send him to me.
At first I did not notice either her looks or the sound of her voice:
but, now that I recall them, it seems to me that she was not as jovial
as usual. Can Mother Genevieve be in trouble about anything? Poor woman!
All her best years were subject to such bitter trials, that she might
think she had received her full share already. Were I to live a hundred
years, I should never forget the circumstances which made her known to
me, and which obtained for her my respect. It was at the time of my
first settling in the faubourg. I had noticed her empty fruit-shop,
which nobody came into, and, being attracted by its forsaken appearance,
I made my little purchases in it. I have always instinctively preferred
the poor shops; there is less choice in them, but it seems to me that my
purchase is a sign of sympathy with a brother in poverty. These little
dealings are almost always an anchor of hope to those whose very
existence is in peril--the only means by which some orphan gains a
livelihood. There the aim of the tradesman is not to enrich himself, but
to live! The purchase you make of him is more than an exchange--it is a
good action. Mother Genevieve at that time was still young, but had
already lost that fresh bloom of youth which suffering causes to wither
so soon among the poor. Her 

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[Burrer <ni...@hc...>]

S own right. On Earth, we all depend on the Team, and, in the long run,
that means that we are depending on each other--but none of us feels he
can depend on himself. Every man hopes that, as a member of the Team, he
will be saved from his own errors, his own failures. But he knows that
everyone else is doing the same thing, and, deep down inside, he knows
that they are not deserving of his reliance. So he puts his reliance in
the Team, as if that were some sort of separate entity in itself, and
had magical, infallible powers that were greater than the aggregate of
the individuals that composed it. In a way, this is certainly so, since
teamwork can accomplish things that mobs cannot do. But the Team is a
failure if each member assumes that he, himself, is helpless and can do
nothing, but that the Team will do it for him. Men who have gone through
the Belt training program, men who have "space experience," as you so
euphemistically put it, are men who can form a real team, one that will
get things done because each man knows he can rely on the others, not
only as a team, but as individuals. But to mechanize the anchor-setting
phase would destroy all that completely. I don't want to see that
destroyed, because I have felt what it is to be a part of the Belt team,
even though only a small and unreliable part. Actually, I know I was not
and could never be a real member of that team, but I was and am proud to
have scrimmaged with the team, and I'm glad to be able to sit on the
side-lines and cheer even if I can't carry the ball. (It just occurred
to me that those metaphors might be a little cloudy to you, since you
don't have football in the Belt, but I think you see what I mean.) I
imagine that most of the men who have no "space experience" feel the
same way. They know they'd never make a go of it out in space, but
they're happy to be water boys. I wish I could stay in the Belt. I'm
enough of a spaceman to appreciate what it really is to be a member of a
space society. But I also know that I'd never last. I'm not fitted for
it, really. I've had a small taste of it, but I know I couldn't take a
full dose. I've worked hard for the influence and security I have in my
job, and I couldn't give it up. Maybe this brands me as a coward in your
eyes, and maybe I am a coward, but that's the way I'm built. I hope
you'll take th

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S stopping to listen--Helen Armstrong continues her nocturnal excursion.
Notwithstanding the obscurity, she keeps in a direct course, as if to
reach some particular point, and for a particular reason. What this is
needs not be told. Only love could lure a young lady out at that late
hour, and carry her along a forest path, dark, and not without dangers.
And love unsanctioned, unallowed--perhaps forbidden, by some one who has
ascendancy over her. Just the first it is which has tempted her forth;
while the last, not the cold, has caused her to cloak herself, and go
close hooded. If her father but knew of the errand she is on, it could
not be executed. And well is she aware of this. For the proud planter is
still proud, despite his reverses, still clings to the phantom of social
superiority; and if he saw her now, wandering through the woods at an
hour near midnight, alone; if he could divine her purpose: to meet a
man, who in time past has been rather coldly received at his
house--because scarce ranking with his own select circle--had Colonel
Armstrong but the gift of clairvoyance, in all probability he would at
once suspend the preparations for departure, rush to his rifle, then off
through the woods on the track of his erring daughter, with the intent
to do a deed sanguinary as that recorded, if not so repulsive. The girl
has not far to go--only half a mile or so, from the house, and less than
a quarter beyond the zigzag rail fence, which forms a boundary line
between the maize fields and primeval forest. Her journey, when
completed, will bring her under a tree--a grand magnolia, monarch of the
forest surrounding. Well does she know it, as the way thither. Arriving
at the tree, she pauses beneath its far-stretching boughs. At the same
time tossing back her hood, she shows her face unveiled. She has no fear
now. The place is beyond the range of night-strolling negroes. Only one
in pursuit of 'possum, or 'coon, would be likely to come that way; a
contingency too rare to give her uneasiness. With features set in
expectation, she stands. The fire-flies illuminate her countenanc

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[Etherton <pro...@le...>]

Never be found! The man who gave you the drugged drink shot the
half-breed to death this morning." "Then I hope it wasn't Pierre who sat
by the fire," Sandy declared. "We've come a long way after that Little
Brass God, and got into many a mix-up over it, so we've just got to take
it back to Chicago with us!" "Now look here," Will reasoned, "this
Antoine had some motive in putting us boys to sleep! We don't know what
that motive was, but I think I'm giving a pretty good guess when I say
that he wanted to prevent our interfering with the Little Brass God
until he had arranged to make anything we might do in that line
absolutely worthless." "That listens good to me, too," declared Sandy.
"The man wouldn't try to drug us unless he had some strong motive for
doing so!" "We're all together once more, anyhow!" Will observed, "and I
think we'd better stay together. I never did like this idea of one boy
sneaking away in the night and leaving the 

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Al with so well as you do, and she told me yesterday how she longed to
get to you." "It is very good in her. I have sometimes feared she might
think we had dealt unfairly by her if she did not know how very late in
the business we suspected that our impostors were the same," said
Ermine. "It is not her way to blame any one but herself," said Alick,
"and, in fact, our showing her the woodcut deception was a preparation
for the rest of it. But I have said very little to her about all that
matter. She required to be led away rather than back to it. Brooding
over it is fatal work, and yet her spirits are too much weakened and
shattered to bear over-amusement. That is the reason that I thought you
would be so very welcome to-morrow. She has seen no one yet but Lady
Temple, and shrinks from the very idea." "I do not see why I should not
manage it very well," said Ermine, cheerfully, "if Miss Curtis will let
me know in time whether she is equal to seeing me. You know I can walk
into the house now." Alick thanked her earnestly. His listless manner
was greatly enlivened by his anxiety, and Colonel Keith was obliged to
own that marriage would be a good thing for him; but such a marriage! If
from sheer indolence he should leave the government to his wife,
then--Colin could only s

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 naturalist enough to support a wife." "I have made no plans," he said,
quickly, "I have no purpose. I did not intend to tell you now that I
love you, but since I have said that, I will say also that with you to
fight for there could be no doubt about my success. I should be bound to
succeed. It would be impossible for me to fail. As for the years, I
would wait, no matter how many they should be." He spoke with such hot
earnestness that Margery involuntarily drew herself a little away from
him. At this the flush went out of his face. "Oh, Miss Dearborn," he
exclaimed, "don't think that I am like that man out there! Don't think
that I will persecute you if you don't wish to hear me; that I will
follow you about and make your life miserable. If you say to me that you
do not wish to see me again, you will never see me again. Say what you
please, and you will find that I am a gentleman." She could see that
now. She felt sure that if she told him she did not wish ever to see him
again he would never appear before her. But what would he do? She was
not in the least afraid of him, but his fierce earnestness frightened
her, not for herself, but for him. Suddenly a thought struck her.
"Martin," said she, "I don't doubt in the least that what you have said
to me about yourself is true. You are as good as other people, although
you do happen now to be a guide, and perhaps after a while you may be
very well off; but for all that you are a guide, and you are in Mr.
Sadler's employment, and Mr. Sadler's rights and powers are just like
gas escaping from a pipe: they are everywhere from cellar to garret, so
to speak, and you couldn't escape them. It would be a bad, bad thing for
you, Martin, if he were to hear that you make propositions of the kind
you have made to the ladies that he pays you to take out into the woods
to guide and to protect." Martin was on the point of a violent
expostulation, but she stopped him. "Now I know what you are going to sa

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tell you about her, you might fancy her a freak. Looks don't appear to
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