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Brewster had taken his stand where he could see the first appearance of any one coming up the trail, two riders approached eagerly scanning the large trees, in evident search of something. As they came to the giant tree where the rancher waited, both men started in surprise. "How-dy, friends? Out early this morning, eh?" was the greeting the two amazed men received from the alert man at the tree.
"Here he is, gentlemen, just back from his triumphs of The Ridge!" broke in Nick, whose province it was to act as master of ceremonies; and coming forward as the singer emerged from the dance-hall he introduced him to the assembled company in the most approved music-hall manner: "Allow me to present to you, Jake Wallace the Camp favour-ite!" he said with an exaggeratedly low bow. "How-dy, Jake!
"He says he's your cousin, and of royal blood himself." "Nonsense!" cried Buster Bumblebee. "Just let me talk to him a moment, and I'll soon prove that your friend is nothing but a fraud." Accordingly Buster left her, and straightway perched himself upon a daisy directly in front of Joseph Bumble. "How-dy do!" said Buster. "I hear you've been talking about me."
From the commotion which ensued immediately thereupon, it would appear that Matheny was a person widely and also somewhat favorably known; such ejaculations as "Hulloa! thar's Bob Matheny," "How-dy, old feller!" and many other similar expressions of welcome greeting him on all sides, as he turned from blocking the wheels of his wagon, which else might have backed down the slight incline that led to Traveler's Rest.
"Don't dally around here, girls, when your company joins you," advised Anne, turning around, after she had started down the cliff-side. "I reckon we'd better go back with you mother can be the first to say how-dy to them," ventured Polly, looking like a stage-struck amateur at her first appearance before the public. "See here, Polly Brewster! Don't you go back on me!
And glancing up quickly, he saw that a plump person sat on a fence-rail, busily engaged in staring at him. "How-dy do!" Chirpy Cricket piped; for the fat, four-legged person looked both cheerful and harmless. "I take it you're fond of music." The stranger, whose name was Mr. Meadow Mouse, smiled. "I won't dispute your statement," he said.
Something of the position found illumination in the dialogue which passed between two men lounging in Alroy's doorway as the great train passed them by. "Gee! Makes you wonder if us folks has the plague," laughed Kid Restless, the most successful gambler that haunted Alroy's dive. "He don't see a thing but Lorson's. He'd hate to pass a 'how-dy' to a cur. But his trade ain't as big as last year.
On his part he drew forth a large handkerchief and began to rub the palms of his hands with awkward timidity. "How-dy?" he said. I confess that at the moment I was covered with confusion. I who was a teacher of English, and flattered myself that I wrote and spoke it fluently did not understand. Immediately, however, it flashed across my mind that the word was a species of salutation.
"How-dy, Miss Halsey?" was Sary's greeting, her large hand extended in cordial comradeship. "Oh, it's Sary Dodd! How-dee, Sary? Ah recommember now that you-all come t' live wid Miss Brewster. How'd you-all like th' place?" The visitor's frankness lost none of its curiosity as she eagerly waited to hear all about the Brewster family with the mistress still present, but ignored.
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