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All of us lined both sides of the track and got ready to cheer the engineer and passengers. The coach windows were open and the ...

We were all tired at the end of that day. Walking back to the school grounds from the railroad station in the descending darknes ...

“Yes,” agreed Leper after a thoughtful pause, “there you are.” “Here we are,” I said, pulling Brinker around the corner we had r ...

Others, the Quackenbushes of this world, could calmly watch the war approach them and jump into it at the last and most advantag ...

“There. You should have worn that all day, just that. That has real taste. The rest of your outfit was just gilding that lily of ...

available, to be achieved probably before night fell again. Now, in this winter of snow and crutches with Phineas, I began to kn ...

“Yeah,” said Brinker. “Enlist!” cried Finny at the same time. His large and clear eyes turned with an odd expression on me. I ha ...

Brinker reared back arrogantly. “And who do you think I am!” But Finny hadn’t heard that. His face had broken into a wide and da ...

did. From the outside the buildings were reticent, severe straight lines of red brick or white clapboard, with shutters standing ...

“I know, I know. I’m going to work. I really am going to work. You’re going to pull me through mostly, but I am going to work as ...

Phineas looked down here and there, at the exercise bar over a sand pit next to the wall, at a set of weights on the floor, at t ...

“I know why you’re talking like this,” I said, struggling to keep up with him. “Now I understand. You’re still under the influen ...

toward anything which presented itself. It turned out to be the exercise bar. I sprang up, grabbed it, and then, in a fumbling a ...

And now when we were served chicken livers for dinner I couldn’t help conceiving a mental picture of President Roosevelt and my ...

all this work, and from now on would only go rackingly through the motions. My knees were boneless again, ready any minute to le ...

“He’s developing into a real athlete,” he said matter-of-factly. “We’re aiming for the ‘44 Olympics.” Mr. Ludsbury emitted a sin ...

and the Navy was vulnerable to scurvy. Nothing tainted these white warriors of winter as they swooped down their spotless mounta ...

It probably would have been better for all of us if someone like Brinker had been the first to go. He could have been depended u ...

gutters, a gray seamy shifting beneath the crust of snow, which cracks to show patches of frozen mud beneath. Shrubbery loses it ...

And because it was Finny’s idea, it happened as he said, although not as easily as some of his earlier inspirations. For our dor ...