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There was five coaches, mostly packed with children, an' on one o' the coaches was a board 'Exeter to Penzance. The four front coaches had corridors, the tail one just ord'nary compartments. "Well, she dragged past us to dead-slow, an' came to a standstill with her tail coach about thirty yards beyond where I stood, and, as you might say, with its footboard right overhangin' the pool.
His brows was thick, bushy and overhangin', like young brush-wood on a cliff, and onderneath, was two black peerin' little eyes, that kept a-movin' about, keen, good-natured, and roguish, but sot far into his skull, and looked like the eyes of a fox peepin' out of his den, when he warn't to home to company hisself.
His brows was thick, bushy and overhangin', like young brush-wood on a cliff, and onderneath, was two black peerin' little eyes, that kept a-movin' about, keen, good-natured, and roguish, but sot far into his skull, and looked like the eyes of a fox peepin' out of his den, when he warn't to home to company hisself.
"If I ain't mistook, an' I know I ain't," replied the shiftless one, "thar's a little bunch o' canoes right thar at the overhangin' ledge." "Sol is shorely right," added Tom Ross, "an' I kin reach the fust canoe with a bullet." "Then let 'em have it," said Henry. Silent Tom raised his rifle, and with instant aim fired. An Indian uttered a cry and fell from his canoe into the water.
Shif'less Sol, Jim and Tom were going to remain with Clark until their return. But these three gave them hand-clasps of steel when they departed. "Don't you get trapped by wanderin' Indians, Henry," said the shiftless one. "We couldn't get along very well without you fellers. Do most o' your rowin' at night an' lay by under overhangin' boughs in the day.
"Well?" says he, snappin' it out crisp. "You'd never guess," says I, smotherin' a chuckle. "Eh?" says he, shootin' a puzzled glance at me from under them overhangin' eyebrows of his. "Who wants to guess? What about Captain Killam?" "That's just it," says I. "He's flitted." "Wha-a-at!" snorts Old Hickory. "You don't mean he has gone?" "Uh-huh!" says I. "Been lured away.
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