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Scraggs, "I had much rather wear the top of my head a smooth white record of a well-spent life than go amblin' around the country like the Chicago fire out for a walk, and I repeat: Why can't people be honest?" "I begin to pity somebody an awful lot," said Red. "Did you send him home barefoot?" "You go on!" retorted Mr. Scraggs.
"It's getting along in the afternoon, Hagar," he said. "Dad ought to be amblin' back here before long." His face grew grave at the frightened light in her eyes when he continued: "I reckon me an' Masten better wait for him, so's he won't dodge us any more." He cast a glance around him. "Where's your cayuse?" he said to Masten. "I left him down near the ford," returned the other.
W'ile he wuz a fixin' up a tale fer Brer Fox, he hear a lumberin' down de road, en present'y yer cum ole Brer B'ar amblin' 'long fum whar he bin takin' a bee-tree. Brer Rabbit, he hail 'im: "'Howdy, Brer B'ar! "Brer B'ar, he look 'roun en bimeby he see Brer Rabbit swingin' fum de saplin', en he holler out: "'Heyo, Brer Rabbit! How you come on dis mawnin'?
"Gee, it feels funny," he added, grinning as he pulled the wet shirt away from his spine. "Well, I've got to be amblin'," said Frenchy, totally ignoring the loss of his hat. "Goin' down to Buckskin," he offered, and then asked, "When's yore cook comin'?" "Day after to-morrow, if he don't get loaded," replied Tex. "Who is he?" "A one-eyed Mexican Quiensabe Antonio." "I used to know him.
The horses had had enough of it, too, though neither of them would give in, not if we'd ridden 'em twenty mile farther. As for Warrigal's Bilbah he was near as fresh as when he started, and kept tossin' his head an' amblin' and pacin' away as if he was walkin' for a wager round a ring in a show-yard.
Beaudry followed orders in a tuneless voice that hopped gayly up and down. He had invented words and music years ago as a lullaby and the song was in frequent demand. "Li'l' ole hawss an' li'l' ole cow, Amblin' along by the ole haymow, Li'l' ole hawss took a bite an' a chew, 'Durned if I don't, says the ole cow, too."
Then, out of the past, came to him a snatch of nonsense verse: "Li'l' ole hawss an' li'l' ole cow, Amblin' along by the ole haymow, Li'l' ole hawss took a bite an' a chew, 'Durned if I don't, says the ole cow, too." So vivid was his impression of the doggerel that for an instant he thought he heard the sing-song of his father's tuneless voice.
There he is now, he says sudden-like, pointin' to a guy amblin' along the sidewalk with half a dozen kids taggin' at his heels, 'there's the guy what's goin' to make your runners look like candidates from a young ladies' finishing school. Take a good look at him, Chip, so yuh'll know him the next time yuh see him.
"Bet th’ captain is as techy as a teased snake every time he thinks ’bout you two. Wanted to have you all corralled nice an’ neat out to th’ camp where he could use his hooks an’ make at least three ride mounts outta you. I’d walk soft near him for a while, or you’ll have about as much chance as hens amblin’ into a coyote powwow."
Now the Lord A'mighty put thet air pertickler thing in you fer some good reason, an' ther's bound to be a hitch in the machinery when hit's took out. Hit's a marvel to me some of these here patients ain't a amblin' round on all fours from what's been did to their insides!" "But think whut the doctor did fer me," urged Sally. "I ain't fergittin'," Pop said suddenly, "an' I've paid 'em fer hit.
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