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"Come along here 'z quick 'z y' ken," Abel answered, "'n' haalp me fix this fellah. Y' been hurt, y'rself, 'n' the' 's murder come pooty nigh happenin'." Mr. Bernard heard the answer, but presently stared about and asked again, "Who's hurt? What's happened?" "Y' 'r' hurt, y'rself, I tell ye," said Abel; "'n' the' 's been a murder, pooty nigh." Mr.
'F y' ever rid on that seddle once, y' would n' try it ag'in, very spry, not 'f y' c'd haalp y'rsaalf. "I tried it, darned 'f I sot daown f'r th' nex' week, eat all my victuals stan'in'. I sh'd like t' hev them things wal enough to heng up 'n the stable; 'f y' want t' trade some day, fetch 'em along daown."
Had not known that we was keepin company, and never mistrusted anything particular. Ma'am was right to better herself. Didn't look very rugged to take care of a femily, but could get hired haalp, she calc'lated. The great maternal instinct came crowding up in her soul just then, and her eyes wandered until they settled on her daughter. No, poor, dear woman, that could not have been.
Had not known that we was keepin' company, and never mistrusted anything partic'lar. Ma'am was right to better herself. Didn't look very rugged to take care of a family, but could get hired haälp, she calc'lated. The great maternal instinct came crowding up in her soul just then, and her eyes wandered until they settled on her daughter. No, poor, dear woman, that could not have been.
'F y' ever rid on that seddle once, y' wouldn' try it ag'in, very spry, not 'f y' c'd haälp y'rsaälf. I tried it, darned 'f I sot daown f'r th' nex' week, ëat all my victuals stan'in'. I sh'd like t' hev them things wal enough to heng up 'n the stable; 'f y' want t' trade some day, fetch 'em along daown."
"Come along here 'z quick 'z y' ken," Abel answered, "'n' haalp me fix this fellah. Y' been hurt, y'rself, 'n' the' 's murder come pooty nigh happenin'." Mr. Bernard heard the answer, but presently stared about and asked again, "Who's hurt? What's happened?" "Y' 'r' hurt, y'rself, I tell ye," said Abel; "'n' the' 's been a murder, pooty nigh." Mr.
Had not known that we was keepin company, and never mistrusted anything particular. Ma'am was right to better herself. Didn't look very rugged to take care of a femily, but could get hired haalp, she calc'lated. The great maternal instinct came crowding up in her soul just then, and her eyes wandered until they settled on her daughter. No, poor, dear woman, that could not have been.
"Come along here 'z quick 'z y' ken," Abel answered, "'n' haälp me fix this fellah. Y' been hurt, y'rself, 'n' the' 's murder come pooty nigh happenin'." Mr. Bernard heard the answer, but presently stared about and asked again, "Who's hurt? What's happened?" "Y' 'r' hurt, y'rself, I tell ye," said Abel; "'n' the''s been a murder, pooty nigh." Mr.
'F y' ever rid on that seddle once, y' would n' try it ag'in, very spry, not 'f y' c'd haalp y'rsaalf. "I tried it, darned 'f I sot daown f'r th' nex' week, eat all my victuals stan'in'. I sh'd like t' hev them things wal enough to heng up 'n the stable; 'f y' want t' trade some day, fetch 'em along daown."
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