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"I don't believe you could lick any of us fellers unless you get a good deal harder in the muscles," said Jim, eying her thoughtfully; "but we'll play ball, and maybe by and by you can begin with Arnold Carruth." "Could lick him now," said Content. But Jim's face sobered before her readiness. "Oh no, you mustn't go to fighting right away," said he. "It wouldn't do.
Regimental Sarjen' Majer! I shall be an Orficer more like, and walk acrost the crossin' wot you're asweepin', to me Club in bloomin' well Pickerdilly! Yus. This is the days o' ? Demockerycy, me lad. 'Good Lloyd George's golden days' as they sing and steady fellers like me is goin' to ave C'missh'ns an' don' you fergit it! Farver 'ung indeed!" "I'm awf'ly sorry, Corporal, really," apologized Dam.
Now you fellers want to understand I'll kill the man that sets out to fool with my girl, I tell you that!" While yet Lee Virginia was wondering how to begin the day's work, some one knocked on her door, and in answer to her invitation a woman stepped in a thin blond hag with a weak smile and watery blue eyes. "Is this little Lee Virginy?" she asked. The girl rose. "Yes." "Well, howdy!"
"Fellers," he said, "this meetin' bein' held on the Pecos, I reckon we'll open her by singin' 'Shall We Gather at the River? Of course we're already gathered, but the song sort o' fits. No gammon now, fellers; everybody sings that knows her." The result was discouraging. Few in the audience knew any hymn, much less this one. Only three or four managed to hoarsely drawl through two verses.
"Two; Nell an' Nan. My, they're beauties, an' the young fellers in the whole parish are about crazy over them, especially Nell. She's a wonder, an' looks after everything, the old man included." "What's wrong with him?" "Oh, he's blind as a bat, an' as queer a critter as ye ever sot eyes on." "In what way?"
The house was guttered and behind the kitchen was a tiny grape-arbor, a hen-house, and a cistern all strange appurtenances to Mavis. The two spoke only with a meeting of the eyes, and while the woman looked her curiosity she asked no questions, and Mavis volunteered no information. "Did you see Steve a-talkin' to some fellers down the road?" Mavis nodded.
Corporal Stamford posted him, Reilly, in the first yard near the street to head off any that tried to run out that way, in case they stirred up a mare's nest, and took the other "fellers" and went round by the front. Nothing came of it, but while they were beating up the yards and enclosures Reilly heard Benton challenge, and saw a tall officer come up to be recognized.
I know," cried Mandy, flying off up the lane. Before many minutes had passed she had returned, breathing hard. "It's the -milkhouse door," she said. "I guess that'll do." "That'll do all right, Mandy. Now I wish some of them fellers would come." Sam pulled off his coat and made of it a pillow, then stood up looking for help. His eye fell upon the prostrate and senseless form of Perkins.
"Lyin' right acrost the path with two dead men in front of him; for he'd kep 'em off like a lion till the firin' brought up a lot of our fellers and the rebs skedaddled.
It is a barren spot indeed, where they cannot find resources. "We needn't holler till we're hurt," says one of the hunters. "If yer call an empty belly a hurt," rejoins another, "I've got it already. I kud jest eat a raw jackass 'ithout skinnin' him." "Come, fellers!" cries a third, "let's gramble for a meal o' these peenyuns."
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