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“Do you like it, Sunday School, I mean? I don’t. I like church, though,—the great booming organ, the beautiful singing. And when the minister speaks I just float away into fairy-land and never come back till he says, ‘The-Lord-make-his-face-to-shine-upon-us-amen.’”,Her eyes strayed about, resting on one group after another till they lighted with sudden interest.,"The best of fathers have known your lot, sir," answered Captain Weaver. "There is no need to go to the Old Testament to learn that.","Then s'posin' we try an' find out something 'bout 'em fer ourselves, eh?","Yep," Billy admitted, slowly, "that's it. He's all right in lots of ways, but in other ways——","Croaker," he addressed the bird, "you must'a found ol' Scroggie's gold. He had the only gold money this country ever saw, so you must have found it some way. I don't s'pose it'll do Teacher Stanhope any good, 'cause it'll go to Jim Scroggie's father, but, Croaker, it's up to us to get that money an' turn it over; hear me?",The insinuation fell harmless, as far as the young professor was concerned.,“It is pretty hard, but when the dam is built there’ll be many other fields below the dam. He’ll have to move down there, that’s all.”,“It seems to me you do nothing but eat,” came through the window.,"All hunky?" a voice whispered in his ear.,His mutterings rumbled along, a series of submerged imprecations. He paused for breath and as soon as he had accumulated enough for his dire purpose, he swore what was to him a long and fearful oath.,"It'll make 'em a grand weddin' gift, Lou.".