s path was strewn with petunias and she supposed he had som

urvived a cycle of Uncle Loren's martinetism with less resentment than a year o

fact'ry feeling like I

said; "but w

p the notice that we were going to shut do

d Ellaphine;

wisht you'd send the word round that the factory's goin' to stop next Sat'd'y.' I thought he'd show some surprise; but he didn't. He just shot a splash of tobacco-juice through that missin' tooth of his and says, 'I wouldn't if I's you.' And I says, 'Goodn

t screamed. "But what'd h

runnin',' says he; 'and I been talkin' to certain parties that believes as I do, that the fault ain't with the feather-duster business, but with the way it's run,' he sa

ell me! I'm goin' crazy to know the upshot of it

er to-day?" Eddie chortled.

to the dining-room, where they waited on each other in alternat

n the factory if Eddie would give him the control and drop out. Eddie concluded, with a burst of