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Why! girl, he's dead; eighteen bullets, caliber forty-five, plumb through him. "'No, but Dave! Is Dave shot? Tucson Jennie says, a-wringin' of her small paws. "'Now don't you go to feelin' discouraged none, says Dan, beginnin' to feel sorry for her. 'We fixes the wretch so his murderin' sperit won't be an hour behind Jim's gettin' in.
"If it had know'd you was a murderin' pirate," retorted the jailer, "it would ha' thought twice before it would ha' chose you for a comrade." "Come, now," said Bumpus, in a remonstrative tone, "you don't really b'lieve I'm a pirate, do you?" "In coorse I do." "Well, now, that's xtraor'nary. Does everybody else think that too?" "Everybody." "An' am I really goin' to be hanged?"
"Why, Worthyvale, what's the matter?" asked my father, soothingly. "My l'il heap o' stones, Sir John; my poor l'il heap o' stones! What's to become o' me, master? Where will your kindness find a bellyful for me, if these murderin' seamen take away my l'il heap o' stones?" My father laid a hand on the old man's shoulder. "Captain Pomery wants them for ballast, Worthyvale. You understand?
He had been of service to Burlingame more than once; and he was regarded as a useful man to do odd jobs for his office, as for other offices in Askatoon. "Aw, him that murderin' moloch at Tralee !" exclaimed Patsy when the button was pressed. "That Methodys' fella with the face of a pirate! If there wasn't a better Protistan' than him in the world, the Meeting Houses'd be used for kindlin'-wood.
"Laws," ejaculated Elleney under her breath, and with a conscience-stricken face. "I didn't forget; but sure I didn't know what o'clock it was, an' there's the eggs to boil an' all. Me cousin Juliana 'ull be murderin' me. I'm just bringin' it, Ju," she called back apprehensively.
Would ye be for murderin' your benefactor, the good man that gives ye food and work? Take that, ye punkin-coloured assassin!" The torrent of Burney's indignation carried with it bodily assault. The toe of his shoe sent the would-be cutter of ropes tumbling from his seat. Tony arose and fled. His vendetta he again relegated to the files of things that might have been.
Awful smooth' but' murderin'. Are you game, Porky, to land him ourselves?" "Sure!" said Porky. "Ain't I alwus? What comes first?" "Le's think," said Beany. You would not have thought they were thinking at all as they sat on the broad brick steps, holding their chins in their right hands, left hands twisting their puttee lacers.
"Yes, I am running away," she repeated, "and I want you to hide me on this boat." "Runnin' away, an' want me to hide ye!" Samuel ran his fingers through his hair, a sure sign of his perplexity. "Ye ain't been stealin' or murderin' anybody, have ye?" "No, no; it's not so bad as that. But it might be suicide, though, if you don't help me.
Through his skill and energy Geronimo and his war braves were later forced to give themselves up to the troops. "'Nuff said. Are these 'Paches liable to make us any trouble?" "Yes, sir. I think they are. They're a bunch of broncos from the reservation an' they have been across the line stealin' horses an' murderin' settlers. They will sure try to stampede your cattle an' run off a lot of 'em."
And who can run a stretch of water like the one ahead yender, with his eyes blinded? No, boy, we must git there ahead of the fire, for we can't run the rapids in the smoke. Here," he added, "ye be pullin' a murderin' stroke, and it's best that I spell ye. Down with ye, pups, down with ye, and lie still as a frozen otter while the boy comes over ye."
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