"Cousin Jack" is a strict Sabbatarian, but not so his rival from the east coast.
There's fun enough here, Cousin Jack, if you make it yourself.
You and I are on the right, you know, Cousin Jack, so we count all on this side.
"Let's dispense with these trappings of woe," said Cousin Jack, dropping the black ribbons in a convenient waste-basket.
"A little out of season, but it's all right, my boy," said Cousin Jack.
So Marjorie was not admitted to the long confabs between her mother and Cousin Jack.
"Come with me, King," said Cousin Jack, going to the telephone in the library.
The motor seemed to go right through the flock of chickens, but Cousin Jack was a careful driver and didn't harm one of them.
These were new to the Maynards, but Cousin Jack soon taught them how to use them, and instructed them in a simple drill.
Also they had pasteboard tomahawks, and Cousin Jack taught them a war-whoop that was truly ear-splitting.