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"Yes, I do, my aged friend, a heap sight more'n I do in some of them that purtends to hev a paytent right on all his blessins, and that put on solemn airs and call other denominations hard names. They's lots o' bad eggs got slick and shiny shells!" Mr.
Well, sir, you'd think every man in Arizona, when he heard what they was doin', would do everythin' in his power to help 'em along, even to runnin' a Dos S on an orehanna once in a while instead of hoggin' it himself; but they's fellers in this world, I'm convinced, that would steal milk from a sick baby!"
Guess because I was lookin' for somethin' new and excitin'. Well, I reckon they's plenty new and excitin' right to home on the Concho. Any time I get tired of fallin' off hosses, and gettin' beat up, and mixin' up in dog and wolf fights, why, I can go to bustin' broncos to keep me from goin' to sleep. Then Chance there, he needs lookin' after." Corliss seemingly ignored the gentle hint.
She wants to know if I'll take care of her summer cottage till the spring comes. An', Marthy Pearson, they's chickens up there fancy breeds a whole yard of 'em an' I'm to have the feedin' of 'em. Ain't it enough to make a body cry for joy? Say, Marthy, would you would you mind feedin' the sparrers? only on the very stormiest days McCaleb would never suspect you, an' spring's near!"
"Gidjon," she said, "I's waited a long while now. Mos' eve'ybody else is gone. Ain't you goin'?" "No." "But, Gidjon, I wants to be free. I know how good dey've been to us; but, oh, I wants to own myse'f. They're talkin' 'bout settin' us free every hour." "I can wait." "They's a camp right near here." "I promised." "The of'cers wants body-servants, Gidjon "
Well Al I suppose Alcock and Brady and them has been playing another 1 of their gags on me and I hope they enjoyed it and as far as I am conserned they's no harm done. Cologne Al is way back of the German lines and when Sargent Crane said they was some of the boys starting in that direction he meant this here patrol. So I'm in on it Al and they didn't go last night but tonight's the big night.
"Begorrah, Oi hev sane hoondreds!" "Lor'!" exclaimed the simpleton, evidently impressed by this bold assertion of my chum, "tell us, mate, wot they's like." This was enough for Mick. "Ye won't be froightened, sure," he began, in a very solemn tone, the more to impress the anxious listener, "if Oi'm afther tillin' ye the whole thruth, now?" "Frightened!
"I said I guessed I'd try it," grinned the youth invisibly. "Well, I would if I was in your fix. Keep right close after me; they's some ditches here, and the foot-bridges are none too wide." "The Artesian is owned by the railway, eh?" "Yup." "And you're the clerk?" "Yup; nice little scheme, ain't it?" "Well, it'll do," replied Albert. The man laughed without looking around.
He laughed and the tension vanished and we went happily back to harbour. I had no thought that the resolution to which he had come was in any way extraordinary. I ran to the Rat Hole, that night, to give the great news to Skipper Tommy Lovejoy and the twins. "Ecod!" the old man cried, vastly astounded. "Is he t' stay, now? Well, well! Then they's no need goin' on with the book.
I tell you, son, they's been so much chatter about him that folks forget he's human. I'm goin' to remind 'em of that little fact." Vic Gregg groaned. Even while he talked he was glancing over his shoulder as if he feared the shadows under the moon. His voice was half gasp, half whisper.
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