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"She's sort of a Lady Bountiful to these bums," remarked Fraser. "Does she let them trade in yonder?" Boyd asked, indicating the store. "Oh yes! Everything cheap to Indian people. Indian got no money, all the same." Then, as if realizing that her hasty tongue had betrayed some secret of moment, the Aleut girl paused, and, eying them sharply, demanded, "What for you ask?"
No bums come in and stay for more'n a minute; Bill didn't like to have no drunks around; He made 'em hit the air. Well, some of us, Of course, might get just a wee mite too much Under the belt, but who did that ever hurt? At least we knowed the licker wasn't poison. And when somebody would get very lit Bill was right there to try and make him stop; I can't see how it ever hurt us any. And Bill!
Jones, and we have sent for you, thinking perhaps you can throw a little light on the matter, says the colonel, 'n' waits fur me again. "'Come on . . . get busy! I says to myself. 'You can kid along with a bunch of bums, 'n' it sounds good don't get cold feet the first time some class opens his bazoo at you! But I can't make a noise like a word, on a bet.
He slams down the front window, and screams out, "Fouettez, cocher!" The long and short of the matter was, that jest as I came up to the door two of the bums jumped into the carridge. I saw all; I knew my duty, and so very mornfly I got up behind. "Tiens," says one of the chaps in the street; "c'est ce drole qui nous a floure l'autre jour." I knew 'em, but was too melumcolly to smile.
So they all drank to one another, and especially to the catchpole and his bums. But Oudart cursed and damned the wedding to the pit of hell, complaining that one of the bums had utterly disincornifistibulated his nether shoulder-blade. Nevertheless, he scorned to be thought a flincher, and made shift to tope to him on the square.
I heard them talking together." "You little rascal!" Ned exclaimed. "Why didn't you tell me that before?" "Oh, you won't find them there now!" Jimmie advised. "I'll bet they ducked when we got away. They won't remain around here now." "Are they counterfeiters?" asked Frank. "They're bums from the city, brought here in connection with the abduction of the prince!" laughed Jimmie.
Mere idlers and "bums" are not wanted around; perhaps the room is a little cleaner, but the floor is littered, if the game has lasted long, with dozens of already used and abandoned packs of cards.
The beauties and the advantages of the region in which I now live have been pointed out to me. It is quite true that everything hereabout is new and "clean." Here the streets are not infested by "old bums" as those are in that dirty old downtown. Here one is just between the beautiful Drive on the one hand and our handsome Central Park on the other. Here there is fresh air.
They're crazy to learn American from me, and to hear your cowpuncher talk. We're social lions. I think they like us as much as we like them. Don't make that face, Dick, one maverick isn't a whole herd, and you can't afford to quarrel with the commissioner." He chose to change the subject. "What are your bums' names?" he asked. "Funny names. Bimbu, Umra and Pinga.
"I see," he said, when she had finished telling him: "'Liberty's a glorious feast! You want me to go to your brother, and quote Bums? You know, of course, that he regards me as dangerous." "Yes; but he respects and likes you." "And I respect and like him," answered Courtier.
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