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"I know th' ain't. The's probably some up in the foothills, and around the Pike. They had a better chance to git among rocks. We hed jest made up our minds to go hunting for 'em when we ketched sight o' you, and then we concluded to stay and see who you was." "I'm surprised that you didn't go sooner." "We couldn't. There was a roarin' torrent coming down from the mountains that cut us off.
"I know what a seat is, Bill," sez I. "They have country seats an' town seats; but some o' you fellers pout when you're obliged to live up to the rules, an' I wanted to see if you was square enough to own up after you'd been shown the's lots o' fellers, not as well edicated as you, who can't do it without groanin'."
Snow squalls were already beginning and before nightfall a blizzard was raging in all its awful fury and at any moment the ice pack was liable to go to pieces. "The's no profit in this trade any more," said Captain Sam Hanks, as he sat down to supper with his mate, Jack Simmons, in the little cabin of his schooner, Maid of the North.
Them natives'll give ye a silver fox fer a jackknife an' a barrel o' flour, an' a marten fer a gallon o' molasses. But the's money in it if a feller could get there in time," he added thoughtfully. "What's th' matter with goin' down in th' fall before th' ice blocks th' coast?
Then you'll go out bang! like a candle. I'll go next, and Cousin Rebecca last." "Well!" exclaimed Rebecca, angrily, "ef I can hev the pleasure o' bein' rid o' you, Copernicus Droop, it'll be cheap at the price but the's no sech luck. Ef you think ye can fool us any more with yer twaddle 'bout cuttin' meridians, ye're mistaken that's all I can say."
"The's no money t' send she," said Mrs. Gray sadly. "'Tis troublin' me wonderful, an' I'm not knowin' what t' do 'tis troublin' me so." "I'm thinkin' th' money'll be found t' send she I'm knowin' 'twill," Douglas prophesied convincingly. "Ed were sayin' Bob had a rare lot o' fur that he'd caught before th' before th' New Year a fine lot o' martens an' th' silver foxes.
"You think it never hez," Copernicus replied. "The fact is, though, that I've ben there." "You!" Phoebe cried. "And is there a pole there?" Rebecca asked, eagerly. "The's a pole there, an' I've swung round it, too," Droop replied, sitting again with a new and delightful sense of no longer being unwelcome. "Here's how 'twas.
The' was some little traces of oil the time I told ye of, an' I've heard lately that the's some talk of a move to test the territory agin, an', if anythin' was to be found, the young feller's prop'ty might be wuth somethin', but," he added, "of course the' ain't no tellin'." "Well," said Miss Verjoos, when her sister overtook her, Mr.
Farther on there were more. This was very satisfactory indeed, and he observed to himself, "The's a wonderful lot o' footin', and 'tis sure a' fine place for martens."
"Guess a child o' mine don't need to teach an' get all dragged out, alon' of a passel o' wild children! No, no, Helen 'Lizy;" he added more softly, sinking back into the old attitude and once more closing his eyes; "if the's so much more to learn, an' you want to go ahead an' learn it, just you go an' get it done with.
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