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"I told them I was bound to come in," he said, without looking at Breeze, "and say 'Howdy! to the man that's bin a pal to my women folks and the kids and acted white all through! I said to Mame, 'I reckon HE knows who I am, and that I kin be high-toned to them that's high-toned; kin return shake for shake and shot for shot! Aye! that's me!
Brer Rabbit he rap on de roof er Brer Tarrypin's house, he did, en ax wuz he in, en Brer Tarrypin 'low dat he wuz, en den Brer Rabbit, he ax 'im howdy, en den Brer Tarrypin he likewise 'spon' howdy, en den Brer Rabbit he say whar wuz Brer Tarrypin gwine, en Brer Tarrypin, he say w'ich he wern't gwine nowhar skasely.
Davy slid down from an uncomfortable chair and climbed up on the little platform that had been placed at the side of the pulpit proper. "Howdy, folks, and thank you, Brother Curtis, for the kindly introduction. Calling me your young friend is a compliment I hardly deserve. Yet it's a form of praise encountered by midgets.
He got stiffly to his feet and bowed, the prairie dog dangling limply from his hand. "Howdy! Howdy! Pleased to meet yuh," he greeted them dazedly. Then he spied Luck standing half behind Weary's tall form, and his embarrassed smile changed to a joyful grin. "Well, danged if it ain't Luck! How are yuh, boy? I was jest thinkin' about you right this morning. What wind blowed you into camp?
A hand was extended a fat hand, where sparkled a diamond. "Say, now, this is lovely, lovely. I'm a Southerner myself, sir. Put it there!" The section-boss hesitated. So far, Dakota had offered him no compatriot. He could scarce believe that one stood before him now. A second, then he gave a pleased grin. "Howdy," he said. "Hope y' goin' t' settle hereabout." They shook heartily.
Finally out of the dust emerged Bud Morgan, and as he came abreast of them he pulled his horse down on its haunches. "Howdy?" he said. "How?" answered the others. "So yer got ther ole pelican, eh?" said Bud, with a grin. "Kit did," said Ted. "Bully for you, Kit," said Bud heartily. "I was in town, an' a feller from over to Running Water told me you and Stella had come out this way, an' I follered.
But young Burnet had scarcely checked his mustang, when the sound of someone riding his horse equally fast reached his ear, and the next instant Oscar Gleeson dashed beside him. "Howdy, Baby, is that you?" he asked, peering at the young man dimly seen in the scant yellow rays of the lantern. "Yes, Ballyhoo," was the reply; "I'm in trouble." "What is it?" "I've lost the herd."
"If being alive is okay, then it's okay," Scotty said with relief. "But you're a mess, boy." Rick looked up dazedly. Steve was smiling at him, and next to Steve, Orvil Harris! "Glad you're all right," the boy murmured. "Thanks, Rick. I'm glad you finally came around. You had us worried for a bit. And, Rick, meet my cousin Link." A tall, gaunt man stepped forward. "Howdy, Rick? How do you feel?"
He must have noticed the stoppage, but he came straight on until he joined the group. "Howdy, pards," was his greeting. "I thought it was you, Vose," said the captain, sharply; "what do you mean by following us?" "What right have you to get in front of me? Don't I have to make a trip to Sacramento three or four times each year?" "But you are not accustomed to start in the night time."
A good deal of a queen Miss Ull is too, tall and slim and tinted up delicate, but one of these poutin', peevish beauts that can look you over cold and distant and say "Howdy do" in such a bored, tired tone that you feel like apologizin' for the intrusion. They didn't get wildly enthusiastic over my entrance, Miss Ull and Westy.
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