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So the green eye focused upon the mattress in sorrowful reproof. But the next instant a burst of dialect set Johnnie right in his new friend's eye. "Ach, Chonnie!" cried the little Jewish lady. "Vot iss? Vot iss?" Her concern pleased One-Eye. He sat down, crossed his knees, and swung a spur. Mrs. Kukor had not yet seen him.
"Oh, it hurts a little," declared Johnnie, "but I don't mind. Say, how's the cross horse?" One half of the apple scraped, Johnnie ate the red shell of it. "And have y' been to the rest'rant again? And I s'pose all them white-dressed men and ladies, they can eat all they want to of ev'ry kind of de-licious things!" One-Eye 'lowed they could.
He hated all dogs, naturally, and he had seen One-eye. He hated men, as well, but his first rush was after the scared quadruped. That was an excellent thing for Two Arrows. He was the best runner of his age in his band, and never before had he done quite so well, but he stuck to his weapons.
From either shoulder hung woefully a half of his vest, which had ripped straight down its back! And, yes, there was blood in evidence! on the knuckles of both hands! This bright decoration was from a nose which dripped scarlet spots upon the front sections of the vest. "Oh, One-Eye!" moaned Cis, yet not without relief. At least he was alive could stand could walk! "Goodness!"
So did the leggings, so soon as Johnnie, discovering that he had them on upside down, inverted them. The buttoning and the belting, the lacing and the knotting, at an end, he put on the hat. But was undecided as to whether or not he should wear it at a slant of forty-five degrees, as One-Eye wore his, or straight, as was Mr. Perkins's custom.
Come, we will go home. So they went home, and Little Two-eyes again left her little dish untouched, and Little One-eye could not tell her mother why she would not eat, and said as an excuse, 'I was so sleepy out-of-doors.
Now these feathers are as light as anything, and will blow in the wind; and whatever they are placed under, whether light or heavy, they are bound to topple over as soon as the wind blows. As Oh-I-Am tied his shoe he saw Wry-Face place his fluff-feather carefully in the roadway; and at the same moment there came along One-Eye, the potato-wife, with her cart full of potatoes.
Don't I know? I saw dozens!" Well, if they did, then Cis thought them a strange lot. "And do all of them chew tobacco?" she persisted. "Because I'm sure he does." Johnnie was insulted. He denied anything of the kind. He grew heated, resenting this criticism of one who held that cowboys were noble. One-Eye smoked even when signs said he might not. And could any man smoke and chew at the same time?
"Have a chair," insisted One-Eye, with a gentle shoulder pat. Johnnie sat. Even as he went down he felt that he really was coming to understand this new friend better. Of course there was no chair. It was just the other's way of saying things an odd, funny way.
"Everybody?" he asked. "Well, what about the Prince of Wales? His name is Eddie. Eddie What?" "Why why " She was confused. "Horse or dog!" scoffed Johnnie. "Don't you b'lieve it? You mean Princes and cowboys!" Cis had to admit herself wrong. "When I heard One-Eye speak, that first time," he informed her, "I was afraid he was J. J. Hunter, come for Aladdin." They laughed at that, fairly rocking.
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