"Why," said Abner, "you wuz nominated for every office in the gift o'
ther town, and that's more'n any other feller could say."
"If you don't shut up," said Strout, "I'll nominate you for town idyut,
and there won't be any use of any one runnin' agin yer!"
Abner took his reproof meekly. He always did when Strout spoke to him.
No more was said until they reached home. Strout entered the boarding
house and went upstairs to his room, forgetting that there was a man
from Boston, to arrive late that evening, who was to have the next room
to his.
Abner put up the horse and went home. As he went by Strout's door,
thoughts of the rum and molasses, and the good cigar that he had enjoyed
the night of the surprise party one week ago went through his mind, and
he stopped before Strout's door and listened attentively, but there was
no sound, and he went upstairs disconsolately, and went to bed feeling
that his confidence in the Professor had been somewhat diminished by the
events of the day.
CHAPTER XXIX.
MRS. HAWKINS' BOARDING HOUSE.
Mrs. Hawkins waited patiently until eight o'clock for the gentleman from
Boston to come down to breakfast.
Pages:
433
434
435
436
437
438
439
440
441
442
443
444
445
446
447
448
449
450
451
452
453
454
455
456
457