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Helen recognized Roy's voice. Then she heard a splashing of water, and hoof-beats coming closer. With that the buckskin mustang trotted into camp, carrying Roy. "Bad mornin' for ducks, but good for us," he called. "Howdy, Roy!" greeted Dale, and his gladness was unmistakable. "I was lookin' for you."
"Howdy, brother?" he said, extending his hand, which was taken rather gingerly by the surprised youth, who recognized him as Motoza, the vagrant Sioux, with whom he had had the singular experience some nights before, when encamped in the grove on the prairie. "Why, I didn't suspect it was you," added Jack, hardly knowing how to address him.
"You see a feller went through our town I've laid off a town you know called it Charlton, arter her you know they wuz a feller come along yisterday as said as he'd come on from Washin'ton City weth Preacher Lurton, and he'd heern him tell as how as Ole Buck the President I mean had ordered you let out. An' I'm that glad! Howdy!
For the past two years Old Thomas had given up the contest, and the elderberries had it all their own sweet way. Thomas Fillmore, a bent old man with a shrewd, nutcracker face, came through the bushes while Ellis was sitting on the fence. "Howdy, Ellis. Seen anything of my spotted calves? I've been looking for 'em for over an hour."
"Lucy," called a loud voice from without, "fotch some hot watah and the noggin o' soap. Lucindy, find me a towel." Further commands were lost in a loud splashing and spluttering; and in a few minutes Mason Rogers, red-faced, red-haired, and huge of frame, entered the room, pulling down the sleeves of his coarse shirt as he came. "Howdy? howdy?
"Don't!" begged the Virginian. "It makes my temples throb. I've written mother, asking her to send me some headache powders. Unless our third-year science instructors let up on us, I see myself eating headache powders like candy." As Anstey turned the knob, and started to go out, another cadet, about to enter, pushed door open and stepped inside. "Howdy fellows," was the greeting of the newcomer.
Miss Georgie never wasted precious time on empty ceremony, and she would have gone into that tent unannounced and stated her errand without any compunction whatever. Put Peppajee was lying outside, smoking in the shade, with his foot bandaged and disposed comfortably upon a folded blanket. She tossed him the bag of candy, and stayed upon her horse. "Howdy, Peppajee? How your foot?
If his Excellency would pay over to him the receipts, he could conduct the tourists as often as he pleased. Yes. To him it was tiresome. Most people were fools. "Let's begin the lesson, then." "Come sta?" said Pietro, shifting his pipe. "That's howdy do," said O'Mally. "How is your wife?" "That ees Come sta vostra!" Pause. "Che tempo fa?" said Pietro suddenly.
"Howdy, Tod?" was the universal greeting as the County Club took its place. The chair of Smith Crothers, and two or three overturned potato baskets seats of the junior members of the club were empty. It was beneath the dignity of any man present to question what had just occurred, but every son of them had witnessed it and in due time would touch upon the subject.
Here, take hold of these guns -easy now, they won't hurt you; one at a time, you lunkhead! And now pull those ducks from under the seat. How's Aunt Jemima? Oh, is that you aunty?" She had come on the run as soon as she heard the dogs. "Everything all right, aunty howdy " and he shook her hand heartily.
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