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Bost's remarks had gotten through his hide at last. He was pretty slow, Ole was, but he had begun getting mad the night before and had kept at the job all night and all morning. By afternoon he was seething, mostly in Norwegian.
I ben a-buyin' pots en pans en vittles, as I got a chanst, en a-patchin' up de raf' nights when " "WHAT raft, Jim?" "Our ole raf'." "You mean to say our old raft warn't smashed all to flinders?" "No, she warn't.
An' they know it, too, by golly, er they wouldn't hang back like they're a-doin'. I'd shore like t' be cached behind that ole pine stub with a thirty thirty an' a fist full uh shells I'd shore make a scatteration among 'em! A feller could easy " "But, Slim, they're nothing but paint!" The Little Doctor's eyes were shining. Slim turned red and grinned sheepishly at the others.
He rested Brummy on the ground while he had another pull at the bottle, and, before going on, packed the bag of bones on his shoulder under the body, and he soon stopped again. "The thunderin' jumpt-up bones is all skew-whift," he said. "'Ole on, Brummy, an' I'll fix 'em" and he leaned the dead man against a tree while he settled the bones on his shoulder, and took another pull at the bottle.
"Now, don't talk in that way," said Harry; "why, marm Juno, you and Clump will live to dance at my wedding; see if you don't; and now, Juno, just give us a kettle of hot water, will you, to rinse out these gun-barrels with." When the guns were washed, dried, and rubbed off with oil, I said to Clump, "Have you got any bullets or buckshot?" "Don't know, Massa Bob 'spects so, en my ole tool-box."
She had no man ter whip us 'cept dat ole drunken husband ob hern, an' he war allers too drunk ter whip hisself. He jis' wandered off, an' I reckon he died in somebody's pore-house. He warn't no 'count nohow you fix it. Weneber I goes to town I carries her some garden sass, er a little milk an' butter. An' she's mighty glad ter git it. I ain't got nothin' agin her.
It 'ud be the end of the pore ole ship; an' oo'd credit it? Not a soul. They'd all say 'Jimmie threw 'er away! Oh, I know 'em, the swine never a good word for a man while 'e keeps straight, but tar an' feathers the minnit 'e 'as a misforchun!" Hozier found a gnawed piece of ham-bone lying in the exact position anticipated by Coke.
The mysterious stranger who had thus befriended Ole Bull was the great detective Vidocq, whose adventures and exploits had given him a world-wide reputation. Ole Bull never saw him again.
Don't 'e think it better to 'ave cocoa what's got a bit o' soup in it than to 'ave a canteen what's been washed in a shell 'ole along of a dead 'Un? Why, if we was goin' to charge to Berlin to-morrer I'd 'ave to spend 'arf the night cleanin' 'is boots and buttons.
We never worked with him or his outfit, but mebbe you can't tell what'd come off if it hadn't been for Cleve. Luce had a job put up to ride down where ole Brander was washin' fer gold, take what he had AN' the girl. Fact was the gold was only incidental. When somebody cornered Luce he couldn't swear there was gold worth goin' after. An' about then Jim Cleve woke up.
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