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Daddy Chip would just knock the stuffin' outa you." He considered something very briefly, and then tilted his small chin so that he looked more than ever like the Little Doctor. "I bet you was just lying all the time," he accused. "I bet there ain't any baby bear cubs." H. J. Owens laughed disagreeably, but he did not say whether or not the Kid was right in his conjecture.
"This bangs me!" said Bristow, in great disgust. "Now comes a court-martial of course, and Goodness only knows what will come after that the guard-house and a heavy fine, or the military prison at Fort Leavenworth. I say, Owens, how did the colonel find it out?" "Do you suppose he tells his secrets to us privates?" asked Bob in reply.
Gilbert, and keeping up a regular correspondence with his friend Bob Owens, whom he hopes some day to see at his ranche again. He has never heard from his uncle John or from Ned since he parted from them in Galveston. George has seen some stirring times during his life, and has learned how to enjoy himself in a quiet way.
Barnum chiefly at home with his family, though he paid frequent visits to his various places of business and amusement; business for him, amusement for the world. He had for several years a fine Museum in Baltimore, which was afterward the property of John E. Owens, the actor. In 1849 he also opened a Museum in Philadelphia, at the corner of Chestnut and Seventh streets.
"Nance Owens?" "That's her name." "Lord, everybody knows old Nance!" was the smiling answer. "She ain't got good sense!" the tow-headed boy spoke up. "Sh!" the mother warned, boxing his ears. "She's a little queer, that's all. Everybody knows her in Buncombe and Yancey counties. Her house is built across the county line. She eats in Yancey and sleeps in Buncombe "
I'm sorry for you so sorry that I'm going to use your ill-gotten gains for a good purpose. Come up into Owens valley three years from now and I'll prove it to you. Good-day." "One moment, McGraw. Don't go for a minute or two. I I'd like to believe that what you say is true, but the trouble is you see, McGraw, I have never encountered your point of view heretofore.
He wanted to be revenged on Bob for telling you about those thirty men who tried to desert some time ago, and if he had been a little better marksman you would have been put to the trouble of appointing a new corporal in the place of as brave a boy as ever swung a sabre." "Why, George," exclaimed the colonel, becoming interested, "you are quite enthusiastic. Do you know Corporal Owens?"
No man or woman could resist the appeal of his personality. Their secrets were yielded with perfect faith. "Come with me quickly," Mary whispered. "I understand," he answered carelessly. Turning again to Nance, he said with easy confidence: "I'll not disturb you with your cooking, Mrs. Owens. Go right on with it. I'll have a little chat with your son's wife.
Morva was longing to ask whether success had crowned her mother's mysterious journey, but refrained from doing so with a nervous shyness which did not generally mark her intercourse with Sara. "'Twas a long journey; mother; are you glad you took it?" "Why, yes, child, of course, since I've gained my object. Gethin Owens will be home before long."
Then that machine-gun you all heard began to rattle. Something queer about the way every shot of a machine-gun bites the air. We heard the bullets, low down, right over us. Say, boys, I'd almost rather be hit and have it done with!... We began to crawl back. I wanted to run. We all wanted to. But Owens is a nervy guy and he kept whispering.
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