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The two old taverns at Arles are quite unimproved; such as they must have been in the infancy of the modern world, when Stendhal passed that way, and the lum- bering diligence deposited him in the Place des Hommes, such in every detail they are to-day. Vieilles auberges de France, one ought to enjoy their gritty floors and greasy window-panes.
"It would be a difficult matter to do that," responds the good wife, with some asperity in look and tone. "It seems hard and old; some lean cow you have killed, to save her from dying of the consumption." "No danger of the fat setting fire to the lum" suggests a rival in the trade. "Here's a fine veal, ma'am, fatted upon the milk of two cows."
Sometimes he would be very truthful and honest, most too much so. That was when he had his sort o' dreamy spells. I know one day, she that wus Kezier Lum come here a visitin'. She is middlin' old, and dretful humbly. Paul sot and looked at her face for a long time, with that sort of a dreamy look of hisen; and finally he says, "Was you ever a young child?" And she says,
The men tramping up to the muddy Square in their shirt-sleeves were bulgy about the right hips; and when Homer Tibbs joined Lum Landis at the hotel corner, and Landis saw that Homer was carrying a shot-gun, Landis went back for his. A hastily sworn posse galloped out Main Street. Women and children ran into neighbors' yards and began to cry.
Now we've got to walk all the way home," wailed Emma. "'Con-centrate, little one," advised Hippy. "Never mind 'bout the hosses. We-uns'll fix ye up. Spurgeon and Lum Bates got er-way. They come this-a-way an' Ah reckon they're hidin' in a cave. Shore they ain't in that place where you was?" demanded Jed. "If ye ain't sartin, better look an' see. We'll be goin' through t'other holes right smart.
"If they fail to find tracks there I am sorry for Wash, that's all," replied Miss Briggs with a shrug. "Yer right!" cried a mountaineer, entering the room at that juncture. "We seen where the critter was standin' when he shot Lum. We seen the mark o' his boots, and the bunch is startin' to follow his trail.
He'd rather fit with a man than gab with him." Lieutenant Wingate asked Julie if she would dance with him, saying that Nora would be glad to have Julie do that. "Ah will not," she retorted with a fine show of indignation. "Why not?" teased Hippy. "'Cause my feller would lam you-all's haid off an' then give me er punch in the jaw." "Gracious! Lum is a gentle animal, isn't he?" grinned Hippy.
She recognized it as the voice of Julie Thompson, whom she had not seen at the dance up to that time, though she had been looking for her. "Oh, Mr. Hipp," Julie was saying. "Ah wants t' give you-all a knockdown to mah feller. Oh, here's Miss Gray, too. Folks, this is my feller, Lum Bangs." "Sounds like a pain in the back," muttered Hippy. "Lum, shake paws with Mister Hipp an' Miss Gray.
Now, when they came to split up his enterprises among his sons, one of 'em took the temple for a living. His name was Lum Shan. But Fu Shan says, Lum would rather come over to America and go into business in Saleratus. Lum Shan don't like his temple, but I don't know why. Well, then, I says, 'Speak up, Fu Shan. Don't be bashful, Asia. If you've got a medicine for the hopeless, let it come, Asia.
They learned from Julie, indirectly, that it was her father who sent Lum Bangs, in the guise of a game constable, to threaten the Overland party and drive them out of the mountains, her father having heard the story of the bear when he got home that day. As to why Jed Thompson was so eager to be rid of the party, Julie had not a word to say, though her questioners had their own suspicions.
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