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"Sol, you talk real foolish at times. How could we be took by the Injuns an' be burned alive at the stake, an' not know nothin' 'bout it?" "Don't ask me, Tom. Thar are lots o' strange things that I don't pretend to understan', an' me a smart man, too. Here, you, Jim Hart! Wake up! Shake them long legs an' arms o' yours an' cook our breakfast!"
That then, on that Friday, P.M., about the time of day that the Injuns wuz a-kneelin' to the first Christopher, to think that Josiah Allen should walk in the new Columbus into our kitchen why, I don't spoze a more singular and coincidin' circumstance ever happened before durin' the hull course of time.
"Are there many in here?" asked John, curiously, looking at the dense woods. "I don't know," Alex replied. "I've seen a few tracks along the bars, but most of those are made by black bear. Injuns don't look for grizzlies very much. I don't suppose there's over six or eight grizzly skins traded out of Fort St. John in a whole year." "Injuns no like for keel grizzly," said Moise.
But I'll sell you wood which I cut at my pleasure." "Cord-wood?" Seth shook his head. "Guess we want timbers. Kind o' buildin' a corral around the farm." "Making a fort of it?" Nevil's blue eyes followed the upward curling wreath of smoke which dawdled on the still air above the fire. "Yup." "Fancy the Injuns are on the racket?" "Wal, 'tain't what they're doin' now.
But who gave that whistle, I wonder. That's my call to Marjie." "Marjie's awful 'fraid of Injuns," I said to Aunt Candace that night. "Didn't want me to find who it was peeked, but I went after him, clear down to Amos Judson's house, because I thought that was the best way, if it was an Injun. She isn't afraid of anything else.
I seen your riderless pony hustlin' along with that crowd of yellin' Injuns at its heels. I guessed suthin' had sure happened t' yer, though it ain't a regulation Express pony. Where 're you hurt? You're in luck if you ain't killed right out." "I'm in sure luck by your happening along," responded Kiddie, trying with difficulty to move.
If the poor squaw longed for the turnip, the value of which could scarcely reach a copper, the covetous European had fixed as longing a glance upon the china bowl, and she was determined to gratify her avaricious desire and obtain it on the most easy terms. She told the squaw, with some disdain, that her man did not grow turnips to give away to "Injuns," but she would sell her one.
"A proper fellow as ever you saw," replied Tom, approvingly; "killed two Injuns once, single-handed, on Bear-Grass, and has stolen more horses from them than ar' another man in Kentucky. A prime creatur'! but he has his fault, poor fellow, and sometimes mistakes a Christian's horse for an Injun's, thar's the truth of it!"
If it hadn't been for that old heathen scoundrel Gattrie, my poor boy Phil, as the Injuns killed, and me, I reckon, would have sent him and young Grantham to crack their puns upon the fishes of the lake. How scared they were, sure-LY." "Silence, fellow!" thundered Gerald Grantham, who now came up from the hold, whither he had been to examine the fastenings prepared for his prisoner.
"Same as when I got seein' after the Injuns when I ought to've stayed right here an' seen you didn't go sneakin' off by y'self down by the river," he added slyly, with one of his rare smiles. The girl laughed and clapped her hands. "Oh, Seth!" she cried, as she moved out to return to the house, "then you're a regular 'hobo. What a joke!" And she ran off, leaving the man mystified.
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