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But being now fairly launched upon his narrative, and also feeling wholly secure within the shelter of "Forty-niner's" arms, Ned paused no more till he had completed it: "And then he gave us the candy, 'cause I didn't want dollars. You can't eat dollars, can you? And the candy was like the kind my mother never gives, and just for an old stick was older than Pedro. Huh!

Redmond ejaculated, "the beggar would make a good stage marshal, wouldn't he? . . . with that Bret Harte, forty-niner's moustache and undertaker's mug, and top-boots and all, what?" "And a glittering star badge," supplemented Yorke dramatically, "don't forget that! and two murderous-looking guns slanted across his hips and "

"You're a sight to cure sick folks!" shouted another, pressing to "Forty-niner's" side, and slapping the veteran's shoulder in high good will. But Ephraim had no feeling at present, save anxiety to know what their discussion had meant; and, all talking, they laid a succinct history of the last few days before him.

Springing to the farthest reach of the room Ned crouched there, wide-eyed and trembling, and, of course, Luis followed his example. To "Forty-niner's" reassuring words, and to Mrs. Benton's cajoling ones, neither child paid any further heed.

Four generations of my family, old Sing lived to serve but I must get on with my forty-niner's tale of the hanging of Charlie Price! "Is it so, now?" returned the little man, gazing off through the sunny, velvet air to a world which had been painted clean, new green. His shrewd, blue eyes returned to the ponderous Scotchman. "And how came you to realize that it was spring?" he asked maliciously.

A forty-niner's a forty-niner, and a man that came in fifty well, he might as well have come in sixty or seventy, or even in the twentieth century. It's the forty-niner that counts in this community." He drew himself up proudly. Then plunging his hand deep into his pocket, drew out a nugget. "Picked that up off my first claim," he explained, "but the dirt didn't pan out so well.

Well, then, if one would save one need not tell." Mrs. Trent's face saddened, and, seeing this, Jessica impatiently exclaimed: "Oh, I hate money! It's always that which makes the trouble. It was about money that those New York folks made such wicked charges against my father. It was for a little money that you 'boys' were so quick to ruin 'Forty-niner's' character.