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An' yet, son, this voylent person in buckskins is a Second Lootenent a mere boy, he is from West P'int; while that outcast in the reedic'lous hat is foaled on the plains an' never does go that clost to the risin' sun as to glimpse the old Missouri.
Dexter?" asked Mrs. Day puzzled. "Why, I been gittin' of it all over taown," groaned the expressman. "Sarves me right, I s'pose. I see the reedic'lous side o' most things that happen ter other folks an' they gotter right ter laff at me." "Why, what's happened ye?" asked Aunt 'Mira. "Jefers-pelters!" ejaculated Walky. "Ain't Janice tol' ye?" "Nothin' about you," Mrs. Day assured him.
An' yet, son, this voylent person in buckskins is a Second Lootenant-a mere boy, he is-from West P'int; while that outcast in the reedic'lous hat is foaled on the plains an' never does go that clost to the risin' sun as to glimpse the Old Missouri.
Thar's not a shot fired; Edson's people ain't got nothin' but them reedic'lous spears, an' the Yanks, who seems to know it, stands like the rest of us without firin' an' watches 'em come. It's like a picture, with the thin bright air an' the settin' sun shinin' sideways over the gray line of mountains fifty miles to the west.
He came in at our place one evening with a big hook and line from 'down east' the kind of tackle used in salt water. 'What ye goin' t' dew with it? Uncle Eb enquired. 'Ketch thet fish ye talk 5' much about goin' t' put him out o' the way. ''Tain't fair, said Uncle Eb, 'its reedic'lous. Like leading a pup with a log chain. 'Don't care, said Mose, 'I'm goin' t' go fishin t'morrer.
His laughter roared in the still woods, making my horse lift and snort a little. It was never an easy job to break any horse to D'ri's laughter. "It's reedic'lous," said he, thoughtfully, in a moment. "Why?" "'Cause fer the reason why they don't no man deserve nuthin' fer doin' what he 'd orter," he answered, with a serious and determined look.
Thar's been no one shot for a month in either Red Dog or Wolfville an' I'm reedic'lous free of patients. An' if the boys'll promise to hold themse'fs an' their guns in abeyance for a week or so, an' not go framin' up excooses for my presence abrupt, I figgers that a few days idlin' about the ranges, an' mebby a riot or two roundin' up this cow-demon, will expand me an' do me good.
He was re- locating one of the big veranda chairs more to his comfort, and the better to enjoy his tobacco. He gave me a glance as I came up. "Them's mighty puny spurs," he observed with an eye of half commiseration, half disdain; "them's shore reedic'lous. Which they'd destroy your standin' with a cow pony, utter. He'd fill up with contempt for you like a water-hole in April.
Later his glee is subdooed because of the big chances he's takin'. Then he lugs out 'leven skelps, all Ute, an' eloocidates. "'This first maverick, says Crooked Claw of course, I gives him in the American tongue, not bein' equal to the reedic'lous broken Osage he talks 'this yere first maverick, an' he strokes the braided ha'r of a old an' smoke-dried skelp, 'is easy.
Jeff's reedic'lous fond of fishin'; which he'd sooner fish than read Paradise Lost. I'm romancin' along, sim'larly bent, when I notes Jeff perched on the bank. To my boyish imagination Jeff at once turns to be a Paynim. I drops my bait box, couches my fishpole, an' emittin' a impromptoo warcry, charges him. It's the work of a moment; Jeff's onhossed an' falls into the Branch.
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