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Nacherally after sayin' "howdy!" to the little Sanders girl, an' applaudin' of her progeny which it looks like he fully endorses that a-way this yere Captain gent hits the trail for Nashville, where his wife's been keepin' camp an' waitin' for him all the time."
Sanders, his cheery subaltern, had just gone whistling by on his way to the troop quarters, Cranston preferred to face the falling snow rather than those speaking, luminous, quizzical, questioning, tormenting eyes, and so invented business for the occasion. "Don't sit up for me, Meg," said he, and she knew he simply would not be drawn into a discussion.
You see every bit of water is in use by ranches, and those fellows can't go more than fifty miles without watering. So we shall have word of them, wherever they go." "Line cut, Mr. Gordon," came from overhead at this point, making Miss Cullen jump with surprise. "What was that?" she asked. I explained to her, and, after making connections, I called Sanders.
In the course of their correspondence Mr. Sanders had often called her a 'duck, but never 'chops, nor yet 'tomato sauce. He was particularly fond of ducks. Perhaps if he had been as fond of chops and tomato sauce, he might have called her that, as a term of affection.
In their eagerness to be at the sermon many of the congregation did not notice him, and those who did put the matter by in their minds for future investigation. Sam'l, however, could not take it so coolly. From his seat in the gallery he saw Sanders disappear, and his mind misgave him. With the true lover's instinct he understood it all.
My only conclusion was that the robbers had sneaked onto the platforms at Sanders; and I gave the crew a good dressing down for their carelessness. Of course they insisted it was impossible; but they were bound to do that. Going back to 97, I got my telegraph instrument, though I thought it a waste of time, the road agents being always careful to break the lines.
This was a very ungrateful return for his kindness to me; but it is too often the case in this world. Sanders was very much annoyed, and on our arrival at Barbadoes, he told me that it was his intention to quit the vessel. I replied very haughtily, that he might do as he pleased; the fact is, I was anxious to get rid of him, merely because I was under obligations to him.
"We always speak English together." John Jones sat down, and I looked about the room. It exhibited no appearance of poverty; there was plenty of rude but good furniture in it; several pewter plates and trenchers in a rack, two or three prints in frames against the wall, one of which was the likeness of no less a person than the Rev. Joseph Sanders, on the table was a newspaper.
"What girl?" he demanded hoarsely. Steelman looked blandly innocent. "Didn't you know, Dug? Maybe I ought n't to 'a' mentioned it." Fingers like ropes of steel tightened on the wrist, Brad screamed. "Don't do that, Dug! You're killin' me! Ouch! Em Crawford's girl." "What about her and Sanders?" "Why, he's courtin' her treatin' her to ice-cream, goin' walkin' with her. Didn't you know?"
Our employer refused even to look at our expense bills until after the delivery, but urged us to use freely any remaining funds in cultivating the good will of the citizens and soldiery alike. Forrest was accordingly supplied with funds, with the understanding that he was to hunt up Sanders and his outfit and show them a good time.
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