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Little did he know, as he carelessly stood there at the wagon wheel, that he was destined to bestow upon that small boy offerings from his stock for years to come. He and Colonel Wheeler were speedily lifting things from the carryall, while the Careys walked up the pathway together, thrilling with the excitement of the moment. LITTLE DID HE KNOW AS HE CARELESSLY STOOD THERE AT THE WAGON WHEEL THAT HE WAS DESTINED TO BESTOW UPON THAT SMALL BOY OFFERINGS FROM HIS STOCK FOR YEARS TO COME HE AND COLONEL WHEELER WERE SPEEDILY LIFTING THINGS FROM THE CARRYALL WHILE THE CAREYS WALKED UP THE PATHWAY TOGETHER THRILLING WITH THE EXCITEMENT OF THE MOMENT
gh with boxes. Bill Harmon stood in the front doorway, smiling. He hoped for trade, and he was a good sort anyway. "I'd about given you up to-night," he called as he came to the gate. "Your train's half an hour late. I got tired o' waitin', so I made free to open up some o' your things for you to start housekeepin' with. I guess there won't be no supper here for you to-night." "We've got it with us," said Nancy joyously, making acquaintance in an instant. "You _are_ forehanded, ain't you! That's right!--jump, you little pint o' cider!" Bill said, holding out his arms to Peter. Peter, carrying many small things too valuable to trust to others, jumped, as suggested, and gave his new friend an unexpected shower of bumps from hard substances concealed about his person. "Land o' Goshen, you're _loaded_, hain't you?" he inquired jocosely as he set Peter down on the ground. The dazzling smile with which Peter greeted this supposed tribute converted Bill Harmon at once into a victim and slave. HOWING CRATES OF FURNITURE AND THE PIAZZA WAS PILED HIGH WITH BOXES BILL HARMON STOOD IN THE FRONT DOORWAY SMILING HE HELPED FOR TRADE AND HE WAS A GOOD SORT ANYWAY I'D BOUT GIVIN YE UP TO NIGHT HE CALLED AS HE CAME TO THE GATE YOUR TRAIN'S HALF AN HOUR LATE I GOT TIRED O WAIN SO I MADE MYSELF FREE TO OPEN SOME O YOUR THINGS FOR YOU TO START HOUSEKEEPIN WITH I GUESS THERE WON'T BE NO SUPPER HERE FOR YOU TO NIGHT WE GOT IT WITH US SAID NANCY JOYOUSLY MAKING ACQUAINTANCE IN AN INSTANT YOU ARE FOREHANDED AIN'T YOU THAT'S RIGHT JUMP YOU LITTLE PINT OF CIDER BILL SAID HOLDING OUT HIS ARMS TO PETER PETER CARRYING MANY SMALL THINGS TOO VALUABLE TO TRUST TO OTHERS JUMPED AS SUGGESTED AND GAVE HIS NEW FRIEND AN UNEXPECTED SHOWER OF BUMP FROM HARD SUBSTANCES CONCEALED ABOUT HIS PERSON GLAND O GOSHEN YOU'RE LOADED HAIN'T YE HE INQUIRED JOCOSELY AS HE SET PETER DOWN ON THE GROUND THE DAZZLING SMILE WITH WHICH PETER GREETED THIS SUPPOSED TRIBUTE CONVERTED BILL HARMON AT ONCE INTO A VICTIM AND SLAVE
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