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Following this came a lyric, having for its theme the pangs of despised love and the faithlessness of the fair. Its refrain ran: "Oh, surely the wimmin is worse than the min, For they go to the Divil and come back agin." Towards the afternoon the minstrel sank into slumber. To judge by the expression of his face his dreams must have been happy ones. The Asia was awaiting us at Falmouth.

We manage ter raise 'nough ter eat, though." When the meal was over Uncle Terry said, "It's nice an' cool out on the rocks, and thar's some seats out thar; if ye enjoy smoking we best go out while the wimmin are doin' the dishes."

Ain't that enough to sour any man? Why don't you get up and out and exercise yourself like the right kind of wimmin do? Play tennis or get something in you besides the rotten air of this flat, and mewling over that sick-eyed cur. Get out! Scc-c-c-c-c!" The animal bellied to the door, tail down, and into the rear darkness of the hallway. "Max, what's got you?

Everybody sized him up for a' eject, 'nd the wimmin folks shook their heads 'nd said it was orful fur so fine a lookin' feller to be such a torn fool. 'Nuther thing Dock did wuz to git hold uv a bad quarter 'nd give it to a beggar, 'nd then foller the beggar into a saloon 'nd git him arrested for tryin' to pass counterf'it money.

If he'd tended stock instead of running about the prairie, packin' off wimmin and children, he might have saved suthin'. He lost every hoof and hide, I'll bet a cooky! Say, you," to a passing boatman, "when are you goin' to give us some grub? I'm hungry 'nough to skin and eat a hoss. Reckon I'll turn butcher when things is dried up, and save hides, horns, and taller."

"Wimmin, I 'lows, has fancies. Now, maybe, Victor's got a mighty fine show o' print stuffs. A bit o' Turkey red wouldn't come amiss, I dessay. Likewise beads." "Maybe." "Why don't you take the dogs an' run in?" Nick's hands suddenly became motionless; his eyes were raised until they looked into the face of his brother.

"How in tarnation am I going to know which 'she' he's a-stewing about? There's a pair of 'em, and they both look like wimmin ez have been dragged hilter-skilter through the big woods for some better 'n a week. Natheless, they're fitting to set up and take their nourishment, both on 'em.

But I just can't stand by seeing things going wrong in a way that threatens to swamp one poor, lonely girl, whose only protection is her blind father." "Then it is wimmin?" "If you like." "But I don't jest see wher' them hoss thieves figger." "Perhaps you don't, but believe me they do indirectly." Tresler paused. Then he went on briskly.

It wuz nuts fur Dock 'nd Lem to see the two wimmin squirm, 'nd all the way to Peory they didn't talk about nuthink but snakes 'nd spiders 'nd mice 'nd caterpillers. When the train got to Peory a gentleman met the two wimmin 'nd says to one uv 'em: "I'm 'feered the trip hain't done you much good, Lizzie," says he.

I know, because I got ahead of you. I got that paper myself.... And we kin deal if I kin be made to feel safe.... Most things leaks out through wimmin.... Hain't mixin' any wimmin into this, be you?" "No." "Um!... How about Sairy Pound?" Curtis shrugged his shoulders. "Calc'latin' on takin' her away with you to-night?" "Not now," said Farley.