Cupid of Campion
of the Bright-eyed Goddess of Adventure, and is ent
ly and rock-ribbed, lacking only the illusion of windows to give it the appearance of a ruined castle, the other to the northwest, sloping gently up
the boat-landing, his feet dangling above the water, his face gloom
ulse," no matter what that impulse might be. He had been blessed, if one may say so, with an obedient mother and an indifferent father. The discipline of the public school which Abe was supposed to attend might have done something for the boy had he been present for so much as six days hand-running. But Abe had early made a successful course in the art of dodging duty. He was by way of joining that vast army of the unemployed who are the ornament of our country roads in summer and of our back alleys in winter. Abe was ent
me upon his ears the sound of a sweet, piercing soprano voice, giving, to whoso s
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oing at any particular moment. He was rather small for his years, but apparently of muscle all compact. Gracefulness characterized his wildest and most impetuous motions. He was a perfect blonde, and his hair, bobbed after the fashion of little girls of ten or eleven, gave him a somewha
near, "what sort of a lingo is that you're giv
ising his sailor hat and bowing elaborately,
as that you w
, fair sir, o
and spat in
uce myself. I have the honor of informing you t
ng?" continued Abe, as he noticed that Clarence was ga
ew back his head, raised his eyes, and with a dramatic gesture co
alk Am
oking for fun; and if somethin
nt to go a
e to be a cowboy, dodging Indians; I'd like to be a soldier in the trenches, an
ob," said Abe with strong
continued Clarence, "who want
loud laugh, "you want to eat your cake a
nt to eat my cake, and a
what you are?" asked Abe laugh
u please
an idiot, a pl
nce asked the question h
sure
I am one of those chaps who hasn't got enough sen
iot I ever met," said t
of people have told me I am an idiot. And I never do come
ude humor stirred to scornful lau
owing with delight. "It's a pleasure to m
like you
ed Clarence. "I am the light of my moth
not! Say, who
g him. "I've got to be back at noon, and it's near
do. Do you wan
lace around her
verybody goes there. It'
uld you mind acting as my
hat's my boat down there-that little boat with the oars-and I'll take you to P
der, he would have tried to sell the boat and a few houses ne
the boat, jumping in and seating himself
fficulties. He broke the lock under Clarence's unobservant eyes, an
eer," he said, as he
lagoons and streams between the Iowa and the Wisconsin shores, was dancing in the sunlight. Birds, late though the season was, made the air gay. On the Wisconsin shore the solemn hills, noble and varied, stood sentinel ove
e and the scenery enter
an oar. "All aboard to meet the
he goddess was awaiting him. The meeting was to be very soon, and the interview a
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