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"Cache grub many place sometam come good." "Great head, Jerry. Now, where is the cache?" "Halfway Kananaskis to Ghost Reever." "Then, Jerry, we must make that Ghost River trail and make it quick if we are to intercept Copperhead." "Bon! We mus' mak' beeg speed for sure." And "make big speed" they did, with the result that by midday they struck the trail not far from Jerry's cache.
"I'm due to hit that trail myself, I suppose," said Ned Trent. "I have t'ink so," acknowledged Achille, still with a tone of most engaging cheerfulness. "Shall I be sent out at once, do you think?" "I don' know. Sometam' dat ole man ver' queek. Sometam' he ver' slow. One day Injun mak' heem ver' mad; he let heem go, and shot dat Injun right off.
Are there other Indians around here?" "Plenty Injun sometam'. See'm bimeby, mebbe." Again she glanced toward the distant hill. "Have you any children?" Jean asked. "No babby now. Babby all die." "But Pete has children, has he not?" "A-ha-ha. Pete plenty babby." "Why, then, did he bring his baby to me when its mother died? Why did not you take care of it?"
"'Polyte," I demanded of our pilot, "how long before your partner will be at the lighthouse, below, there?" "'Ow long?" "Yes." "Oh, maybe thees day sometam." "And how long before he'll start back with the mail?" "'Ow long?" "Yes." "Oh, maybe thees same day sometam." "And how long will it take him to get back to some post-office with those letters?" "'Ow long?" "Yes."
'Poleon's big hand closed over hers; in a voice too low for any but her ears he said: "Somet'ing is kill de song in your heart, ma petite. I give my life for mak' you happy. Sometam you care for tell me, mebbe I can he'p li'l bit." The girl suddenly bowed her head; her struggling tears overflowed reluctantly; in a weary, heartsick murmur she confessed: "I'm the most miserable girl in the world.
"Sometam he'll use heem for pray. S'pose I'll want ver' much for get moose I'll play on heem an' seeng. S'pose I want for get grizzly ver' much then I seeng ver' hard for get grizzly. S'pose you'll seeng an' play, always you'll get those game, sure." "I don't see what we'd do without you, Moise," said John, who was continually rummaging around in Moise's ditty-bag.
Sometam I sleep li'l bit, but when she stir an' moan I spik to her an' sing again until-she know my voice." 'Poleon paused; the old men watched his working face. "M'sieu's," he went on, "I'm lonely man. I got no frien's, no family; I live in dreams. Dat's all I got in dis whole worl' jus' dreams. One dream is dis, dat some day I'm going find somet'ing to love, somet'ing dat will love me.
If ot'er men think you want the cook, they kill him maybe. White men sometam crazy lak that. You mus' all same mak' friends wit' all. Ask moch question. Watch them well. When you know their ways, you know what to do. Bam-by maybe you get your man to leave the ot'ers. Then it is easy." "I do all you tell me," promised Bela. "Come home to-morrow night," he said. She rebelled at this. "No.
"Oh, maybe those nex' day sometam." "And then how long to the big railroad to New Orleans?" "'Ow long?" "Yes." "Oh, maybe those nex' day too h'also sometam, heem." "Then it will be three days, four days, before a letter could get from the lighthouse to New Orleans?" "'Ow long?" "Three or four days?" "Oui, maybe so."
Some piece I never fin', but I save 'nough to mak' picture here and dere. Sometam I smile an' listen to her; more tam' I cry. She mak' de tears splash on my hand. "Wal, I begin talk back to her. I sing her li'l song, I tell her story, I cool her face, I give her medicine, an' den she sleep. I sit an' watch her how many day an' night I watch her I don' know.
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