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"Depends...." "On what?" "On how good th' raidin' is. After a fight thar's always some pickin's." Drew was suddenly sick. What Simmy hinted at was the vulture work among the dead and the wounded too enfeebled to protect themselves from being plundered. He saw Kirby's lips set into a thin line. "Kinda throw a wide rope, don't you, little man? How many 'boys'?" "Maybe five ... six...."
You are welcome in my house ef you'll behave yorese'f decent, but you cayn't come under my roof to goad him to desperation. Now I've said my say. Thar's the door ef you dare open yore mouth agin. Thar ain't a speck o' Christian sperit in you. I'm ashamed to call you neighbor." With an expression of mingled anger and fear in her face, Mrs.
Then she said: "If yo' want t' splice with me, I kin take keer o' yo'. I've helped run off several o' the boys who wuz sick o' this Abolition war. Thar's two o' them now with Bill Phillips's gang makin' it hot for the Yankee trains and camps. They're makin' more'n they ever did soljerin', an' havin' a much better time, for they take whatever they want, no matter who it belongs to.
"I jist tell ye, Cap, I reckon thar ain't no guerilla a goin' ter poke his nose 'round yere 'less he 's a lookin' fer sudden death; thar's mighty few o' 'em ain't heerd o' Jed Bungay Whut in thunder 's ther matter with yer gal?"
Beneath them spread the valley with the band of the river winding tenuously through the bottoms of the Harper farm. About that green bowl the first voices of the coming storm were already rumbling with the constant growl of thunder. "Thar's ther house and thar's ther big tree in front of hit," said Rowlett.
And let me tell ye, if it ever do happen here, thar's agoin' to be a slide to beat the band!" Nick asserted, positively. "But what makes you say that, Nick?" demanded the boy. "Oh! lots of people says the same thing," replied the other, as if carelessly. "That a landslide is going to start things going on Thunder Mountain any time is that what you mean?" Peg insisted on repeating.
"'Which thar's no doubts floatin' in anybody's mind on that subject, says Dan Boggs, 'but I'd shore admire to know who this party is, an' where he's headin' to.
"And is yon gal your sister?" eagerly inquired Garey, his manner and the expression of his countenance all at once changing. "She is. I have said she is." "And are you El Sol?" "I am." "I ask your pardon; but " "I pardon you. Let me proceed!" "Oh, sir, do not. No! no! She is your sister, and I know you have the right, but thar's no needcessity.
"Well, Sah," said the negro cautiously, "thar's a preacher here what has one, but but he's a mighty careful man is Brother Fliss, an' " Stuart, refreshed from his sleep, grasped the hitch at once. "You think I'm in trouble and running from the police, eh? Not a bit of it! Here, run up to this preacher's. I'll convince him, in a minute."
'Thar's a party, now deceased a whole lot the Stranblers over in Socorro sort o' chaperones this yere gent to a cottonwood an' excloodes the air from his lungs with a lariat for mebby it's an hour-an' this party I'm alloodin' at, which his name is Fowler, is plumb murderous.
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