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"Here you, Joe, come back here and behave yourself," the master thundered and the dog turned and slunk back along the path. "Yep," went on Scroggie, "Dad owns some big oil wells in the States. He ain't got any business down here anyways, but he's so pig-headed you can't tell him anythin'; I'll say that much, even if he is my father. It's bad enough for him to lug me away from town, but he made Lou come along, too." "Will you give him this packet of sulphur, and tell him to put a little into his stockings? I hope it may do the rheumatism in the poor man's feet good.".

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"It'll make 'em a grand weddin' gift, Lou." "Yep, we're goin' tomorrow if this weather holds. I'll go over this afternoon to fix up a hide on Mud point." He picked up his paddle and followed in the wake of the other boat. The men were putting out their decoys as Billy passed the point. "I cannot think of anything but sulphur for poor Mr Eagle's feet," said Miss Acton, as she approached father and daughter. "I will give you a packet for him after breakfast.[Pg 76] Is not this a morning to lift up one's heart in rejoicing? How fair is this prospect! How tender and promising this scene of garden! How quiet the old town looks upon the hill! The heart swells in gratitude to God on such a morning as this.".