Romance of California Life by John Habberton
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"I'll take yer thar, mum, ez soon ez I git yer baggage." "Thank you," said the teacher; "that valise under the seat is all." The judge extracted a small valise marked "Huldah Brown," offered his arm, and he and the teacher walked off before the astonished crowd as naturally as if the appearance of a modest-looking young lady was an ordinary occurrence at the Flat. The stage refilled, and rattled away from the dumb and staring crowd, and the judge returned. "Well, boys," said he, "yer got to marry _two_ women, now, to stop that school, an' you'll find this un more particler than the widder. I just tell yer what it is about that school--it's a-goin' to go on, spite uv any jackasses that wants it broke up; an' any gentleman that's insulted ken git satisfaction by--" "Who wants it broke up, you old fool?" demanded Toledo, a man who had been named after the city from which he had come, and who had been from the first one of the fiercest opponents of the school. "I move the appointment uv a committee of three to wait on the teacher, see if the school wants anything money can buy, take up subscriptions to git it, an' lay out any feller that don't come down with the dust when he's went fur." [Illustration: TOLEDO AND THE COMMITTEEMEN'S VISIT TO THE SOHOOLTEACHER.] |
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