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An' ye'd better see that Curly is tied tight so's he can't git away. We don't want to run any risk with him." It took but a few minutes to carry out this latter suggestion, and then all headed for the mining creek. The miners were marshalled by the Indians, with Samson walking watchfully by Curly's side, while Reynolds kept close to Glen.

Aaron thrust his cocked rifle close against the stranger's face. From its muzzle came the acrid stench of freshly burned powder. "Git outen my road afore I kills ye!" "My name is Samson South."

Then Samson sahib would be considered a most excellent commissioner and would surely get promotion! Pouf!" "Perhaps my husband can make a separate bargain with the English." "Pouf! Samson sahib is an idiot, but he is not fool enough to give away what would be in his hands already! I myself, hidden beneath your window, heard him give you clear warning on that point! No, there must be another plan.

But yet, mind thee, John, there are other great soldiers given us as ensamples in that same Holy Writ who seemed to set no store upon the Beulahs, and cared naught for milk or honey; men like Gideon, and Samson, and Saul, and Joab; and still the Lord of Hosts led these men forth, and fought for them and fended them, so long as they fought for themselves and were careful to catch the order and obey it.

"The reason of that," said Samson, "is, that as printed works are examined leisurely, their faults are easily seen; and the greater the fame of the writer, the more closely are they scrutinised.

"But in this case I really think we owe Miss Addie a vote of thanks for having hit upon a joke that may enliven the greater part of our visit. This embryo parson seems a sort of a scriptural character; and why should he not blindly, like Samson, make sport for us all?" "I fear you do not understand your own scriptural allusion," sneered Bel.

Henry came dose to Samson and said in a confidential tone: "Say, mebbe the whole state is dreamin' an' yellin' in its sleep 'bout canals an' schools an' factories an' mills an' railroads. We're havin' a good time anyway." This reminded Abe Lincoln of the story: "There was a man in Pope County who came home one evening and sat down in the middle of the barn floor and began to sing.

"Who says I can't use a sword as well as a scythe?" cried a familiar voice. "Oh, Samson, you've saved my life," cried Fred. "Serve you right, too, my lad I mean, serve him right, too. Trying to chop down a boy like you." "I am sorry. Look, look, look!" cried Fred, excitedly. "Eh? Look? What at?" "Over yonder, where all those Cavaliers are crowding together to make another charge."

"I don't hear of anything but love and marriage," said Samson. "We've been rassling down at our house to keep Josiah from running off and getting married. He's engaged already." "Engaged! To whom?" Harry asked. "To Annabel Brimstead. She's a little older than he is. She laughed at him and promised to marry him as soon as he was nominated for President by all his friends.

Fred sprinkled and bathed his face for a few minutes, and then becoming alarmed at the poor fellow's long-continued swooning, he was about to get up and run for help, when Nat slowly opened his eyes again and his lips moved. "Where's that Samson?" he whispered faintly. "With my regiment." "Not hurt badly like me, is he, Master Fred?" "No; he has escaped wonderfully."