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"Set right here by the fire while I take these things of your'n into the kitchen to dry 'em out. I'll be right back"; and she bustled out of the room. When she came back Mrs. Cullom was sitting with her hands in her lap, and there was in her eyes an expression of smiling peace that was good to see. Mrs.
"You are!" exclaimed Miss Port. "Well, I've got somethin' by comin' here, anyway." Stowing away this bit of information in regard to the captain's resources in her mind for future consideration, she continued: "I don't think much of that niece of your'n. Has she never lived anywhere where the people had good manners?"
"You're a trump, sonny!" exclaimed Uncle Cash, as he helped Moses untie Buttercup's head and took the gag out. "You're a trump, Lisha, and, by ginger, the cow's your'n; only don't you let your blessed pa drink none of her cream!" The welcome air rushed into Buttercup's lungs and cooled her parched, torn throat. "Mrs.
'Remembering, however, if you'll be so good, that Miss Floy's under my charge, and Master Paul's under your'n. 'But still we needn't quarrel, said Polly. 'Oh no, Mrs Richards, rejoined Spitfire.
"You, Dry-Creek and Jimmy, and Ben and Taller hump yourselves to the wildwood and rustle flowers for the blow-out mesquite'll do and get that Spanish dagger blossom at the corner of the horse corral for the bride to pack. You, Limpy, get out that red and yaller blanket of your'n for Miss Sally's skyirt. Marquis, you'll do 'thout fixin'; nobody don't ever look at the groom."
We were moored to the bank just then taking on or discharging freight, and Ace was in the cabin to receive me. "That upper bunk's your'n," he said. "No greenhorn gits my bunk away from me!" I stood mute. Ace glared at me defiantly. "Can you fight?" he asked. "I do' know," I was obliged to answer. "Then you can't," said Ace, with bitter contempt. "I can lick you with one hand tied behind me!"
An' when I see'd the book open upo' the stall, wi' the lady lookin' out of it wi' eyes a bit like your'n when you was frettin', you'll excuse my takin' the liberty, Miss, I thought I'd make free to buy it for you, an' then I bought the books full o' genelmen to match; an' then" here Bob took up the small stringed packet of books "I thought you might like a bit more print as well as the picturs, an' I got these for a sayso, they're cram-full o' print, an' I thought they'd do no harm comin' along wi' these bettermost books.
She stared at him blankly and spoke with rushing indignation: "Desert him my baby my own flesh and blood? There's never been a minute since I looked into his eyes that I wouldn't 'a' died fur him." She paused and sobbed. "He had such pretty eyes, stranger. They looked like your'n only they wuz puttier and bluer."
"Well, well," she said; "I hope it'll come out before you're both old and sour with waitin', that's all! I don't want such true-love as your'n to be like firkin-butter at th' end; for as fresh, and firm, and well-kep' as you please, it ha'n't got the taste o' the clover and the sweet-grass; but who knows?
"It has just struck me that you are speaking of a comrade of mine." "Well, he had a uniform on, just like your'n, replied the first sailor, looking Hal Hastings over quickly. "Only the young feller we're talkin' about has red hair," added the second. "What has happened to him?" demanded Hal, a feeling of alarm sweeping over him.
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