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He then heaved a deep sigh and looked round on the whole party with a radiant smile, which was literally sparkling by reason of the firelight which glittered on his greasy countenance. "What! stuffed full at last?" exclaimed Jeffson, as they all burst into a fit of laughter. "Ay, chock full to the beams," said Joe Graddy; "moreover, hatches battened down, topsails shook out, anchor up, and away!"
Just about that time, in fact, I was only saved from considerable embarrassment by the success of my book, 'Applications of Science to the Arts. In the course of conversation that afternoon, Clark said to me in his light hap-hazard way: 'Do you know what I dreamed about you last night, Adam Jeffson? I dreamed that you were with us on the expedition.
We'll get there about sundown, and replenish our kegs, if it's not all gone dry. Let me warn you, however, to use the water you have sparingly." "Do we encamp at the end o' the first twenty?" asked Jeffson. "Yes, you'll find it a long enough day's march." No one made any reply, but by their looks they appeared to think nothing of a twenty-mile walk.
He was exhausted, and seemed to have dismissed the subject from his mind, for he never spoke of it again." "I rather suspect," said Frank, "that you did not tell him the exact truth." "I guess I did," replied the Yankee. "Who, then, was the friend?" "Yourself," said Jeffson, with a peculiar smile.
"I s'pose," said Joe Graddy, with a sarcastic laugh, "that you'll be goin' to set up your carriage an' four, an' make me your coachman, mayhap?" "I think I may promise that with safety," replied Frank. "Indeed you may," said Jeffson, "for Bradling has been one of the most successful diggers in Bigbear Gully since you left it, and has made his fortune twice over.
I supplied him all through his illness with everything that he required to make him as comfortable as could be, poor fellow, tellin' him it was paid for in full by a friend of his, whose name I couldn't and wouldn't mention. `Jeffson, says he, startin' up like a livin' skeleton, and lookin' at me so serious with his hollow eyes; `Jeffson, if it bees you dat give me de tings, I vill not have dem.
"Come, shut up your potato-trap, old man, and don't try to take the heart out of us all in that fashion," said Jeffson; "but let's have a feed of the best you have in the house, for we're all alive and kicking as yet, anyhow, and not too poor to pay our way; and, I say, let's have some home-brewed beer if you can, because we've got a German with us, and a haggis also for our Scotchman."
'Do you mean, said I, 'that I want to put you out of the way in order to go in your place to the Pole? Is that your meaning, man? 'That's about my meaning, Jeffson, says he: 'you are a deadly beast, you know. 'Stop! I said, with blazing eye. 'I am going to kill you, Wilson as sure as God lives: but I want to hear first. Who told you that I killed Peters?
There is a little ballast left, sufficient, if we only turn to, and wash out a little more gold, to take us home." "Sorry to hear you're in such a fix," said Jeffson, still regarding his friends with a peculiar smile on his cadaverous countenance; "but I think I can get ye out of it.
Yonder white tent, which you see about half a mile up the river, belongs to me and my partner. It is the great economico-universal store of Jeffson and Company, which supplies diggers liberally on the most moderate terms, giving credit as long as it seems advisable to do so.
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