John Kendrick's come there to live.

Lots of folks are down on him 'count of his heavin' you over and takin' up along with Mr.
Holliday; but Dad says he don't care about that so long's he pays his board reg'lar.

Git dap, Old Hundred!" A last wave of Thankful's hand, the answering wave of a handkerchief from the rear seat of the depot-wagon, and the parting was over.
Thankful went into the house.

Lonely! She had never been more lonely in her life, except when the news of her husband's death was brought to her.

The pang of loneliness which followed her brother Jedediah's departure for the Klondike was as nothing to this.