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I got quite a gregus sum of money saved up and I never did see Frontier Day yet." "That's right, Johnny! You ask him," said Douglas, with a remote twinkle in his eye. "Johnny, you are a fool, I swear!" exclaimed Grandma. "Let me catch you lally-gagging off to Mountain City! Come on, let's get started." "Anyhow, Doug is my friend," said the old man, belligerently, as he followed his sister.
"But she's just like her mother was. All fire. And you can squench fire so it's just ashes. It would be a gregus good thing for the Valley if John Spencer was to break his neck." "Don't say that, Johnny!" protested the preacher. "After all, he's one of God's creatures." Johnny chuckled. "Now, who is half-witted, huh?" "Young Jeff back on the mail route, Johnny?" asked Douglas hastily. "Yes.
"I bet we had words in that sermon none of 'em ever dreamed of before. You'd ought to use 'gregus, Mr. Fowler. It's a hard word and so's depone. I told Grandma to come up Sunday and we'd have words looked out that would sure twist her gullet to say." Mr. Fowler was seized with a sudden coughing fit from which he merged into violent laughter.
Douglas shook his head. "I came up to meet a friend, Johnny." The little old man stared at Douglas; then he said fretfully, "I don't see why Grandma Brown had to go and make me drive the gregus old stage for a week. I deponed to her that I had to get up there and take care of you. When that preacher comes, you'll need me, Doug. There's lots of trouble brewing, boy." "What kind, Johnny?"
"And," Johnny went on, seriously, "I ain't sure it's a good idea to plant 'em so deep. It takes a long time to grow up to heaven. It's a gregus far away place." "Right you are, Johnny, old man," agreed Peter. "It sure is gregus far away." Nobody urged Johnny to return to the job and the rest of the work was finished in silence. That afternoon the funeral took place.
"Did you ever see her break a horse, Johnny?" insisted Doug. "Once," said the old man, "a lot of the boys tied me on a mule and the mule ran away. It wasn't broke, that mule. Seem like it had run a gregus long way when Mary come along. She was just a walking and she reached up and grabbed the mule and she rode him back with me. And she made them untie me. And I loved her ever since.
You'll have to muzzle him by the time he's six months old." Judith smiled triumphantly. "No, I won't! Wait till you see how I train him." "You get that from your mother, Judith. She was always gregus smart with critters," said old Johnny. Judith laughed skeptically. "She was!" The little old man nodded his head. "I remember. I deponed that same thing to Peter the other day.
The cabin and the chapel were in full flame. Old Johnny limped up to Douglas. Douglas put a gentle hand on the quivering old shoulder. "Johnny, when did they come?" "Right soon." "You mean after I had gone." "Yes. They broke the window out. I knew it would happen. This is an awful gregus bad valley." "Steady now, old boy! Did they hurt the sky pilot?" "No. They tied him up and took him away.
"It's been a gregus long time and I'm only half-muscled as well as half-witted now. But I'll come. I'd help you build a cabin in hell if you wanted me to. Honest, I would, Doug." Douglas did not laugh. "Thanks, Johnny! Then I'll look for you to-morrow." "I deponed I'd come, didn't I?" repeated the old fellow, and he was still deponing when Douglas started homeward.
Announce a series of fifty-cent dinners up at the chapel and while the folks eat, let Mr. Fowler preach." Douglas laughed delightedly. "That's a 'gregus' idea! I'll do it. I'll begin this Sunday with a venison dinner!" Mary nodded. "You get the food together and there are three or four of us women who would be glad to cook it for you." "You are a real friend, Mother!" exclaimed Douglas.
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