“Any more information?” says she, pleasant.
“No,” says Jake.
“Not to-day,” says Baldy.
“We,” says Jake, “well—we—we’d—”
Baldy gets restless and he steps up. “Put your school-house on our land,” says he.
“We want to give it to y’u,” says Baldy.
“Coal and all,” says Jake.
There was a pink color went over Miss Carey’s face—all over it—and she didn’t say a word for a while; she looks quick at Edmund and then she looks back at the two old men, and her eyes has tears in ’em.
“Folks ought to know geography,” says Jake.
“We want the kids in this valley to know it,” says Baldy.