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A fellah's neck in a slippernoose at one eend of a halter, 'n' a hors on th' full spring at t' other eend!" He looked at him from' head to foot as a naturalist inspects a new specimen. His clothes had suffered in his fall, especially on the leg which had been caught under the horse. "Hullo! look o' there, naow! What's that 'ere stickin' aout o' y'r boot?"

Why, that 'ere Portagee relation o' yourn 'z been tryin' t' ketch a fellah 'n a slippernoose, 'n' got ketched himself, that's all. Y' ha'n't heerd noth'n' abaout it?" "Sit down," said Mr. Dudley Veneer, calmly, "and tell me all you have to say." So Abel sat down and gave him an account of the events of the last evening.

Jes' step along naow, off that way, will ye? 'n I'll hol' on t' th' bridle, f' fear y' sh'd run away." He took hold of the leather thong, but found that it was fastened at the other end to the saddle. This was too much for Abel. "Wal, naow, yeou be a pooty chap to hev raound! A fellah's neck in a slippernoose at one eend of a halter, 'n' a boss on th' full spring at t'other eend!"

"Come, look here naow, yeou, don' Stan' askin' questions over 'n' over; 't beats all! ha'n't I tol' y' a dozen times?" As Abel spoke, he turned and looked at Mr. Bernard. "Hullo! What 'n thunder's that 'ere raoun' y'r neck? Ketched ye 'ith a slippernoose, hey? Wal, if that a'n't the craowner! Hol' on a minute, Cap'n, 'n' I'll show ye what that 'ere halter's good for."

"Come, look here naow, yeou, don' Stan' askin' questions over 'n' over; 't beats all! ha'n't I tol' y' a dozen times?" As Abel spoke, he turned and looked at Mr. Bernard. "Hullo! What 'n thunder's that 'ere raoun' y'r neck? Ketched ye 'ith a slippernoose, hey? Wal, if that a'n't the craowner! Hol' on a minute, Cap'n, 'n' I'll show ye what that 'ere halter's good for."

Why, that 'ere Portagee relation o' yourn 'z been tryin' t' ketch a fellah 'n a slippernoose, 'n' got ketched himself, that's all. Y' ha'n't heerd noth'n' abaout it?" "Sit down," said Mr. Dudley Veneer, calmly, "and tell me all you have to say." So Abel sat down and gave him an account of the events of the last evening.

"Come, look here naow, yeou, don' stan' aäskin' questions over 'n' over; 't beats all I ha'n't I tol' y' a dozen times?" As Abel spoke, he turned and looked at Mr. Bernard. "Hullo! What 'n thunder's that'ere raoun' y'r neck? Ketched ye 'ith a slippernoose, hey? Wal, if that a'n't the craowner! Hol' on a minute, Cap'n, 'n' I'll show ye what that 'ere halter's good for."

A fellah's neck in a slippernoose at one eend of a halter, 'n' a hors on th' full spring at t' other eend!" He looked at him from' head to foot as a naturalist inspects a new specimen. His clothes had suffered in his fall, especially on the leg which had been caught under the horse. "Hullo! look o' there, naow! What's that 'ere stickin' aout o' y'r boot?"

Why, that 'ere Portagee relation o' yourn 'z been tryin' t' ketch a fellah 'n a slippernoose, 'n' got ketched himself, that's all. Y' ha'n't heerd noth'n' abaout it?" "Sit down," said Mr. Dudley Venner, calmly, "and tell me all you have to say." So Abel sat down and gave him an account of the events of the last evening.