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“Tha’,” he grunted, “tha’s better than a bullet at short range, an’ll tar a hole in old Ephraim big enough to put your arm through.” He cut two more in the same manner, saying, “Be darned kerful not to get excited and put them in your choke barl, or tha’ may be trouble.”
"That's right, squaire; that's right. Theer, I shan't cut up rusty, though I might, of course. It was yewr dewty, I s'pose." "Yes, of course," said Mark. "That's right, squaire. Allus dew yewr dewty. I ain't riled. But yew'll trade that barl or tew o' whites flour with me, I reckon, and anything I've got you shall hev. What dew yew say to some Chicago pork? Rale good."
"Nice hot cake, sah, for de capen, and Pomp got fibe more juss done. Dat one for capen, one for Mass' George, one for Pomp fader, one for Pomp. How many dat make?" "Four," I said, in the same mechanical way. "Four, and den dah two more for a-morrow mornin'." "Oh, Pomp," I said, "how can you think of such things now!" "Eh? Cos such boofle fire, and Pomp know where de barl ob flour.
"How did he happen to be talking about Blackstone's Commentaries?" "He told me that Linkern found Blackstone's Commentaries in a barl." There was a titter in the court room. "Did you believe him?" "Yes, sir." "What were you doin' out there?" "Diggin' for treasure." "Oh, like Tom Sawyer?" "Yes, sir." "And so now you're testifyin' like Tom Sawyer?" "Yes, sir." "Don't you dream a good deal, my boy?"
Dudley Wilmshurst, Second Lieutenant of the Nth West African Regiment, threw off the light coverings, pulled aside the mosquito curtains, and sat upon the edge of his cot, hardly able to realise that Tari Barl, his Haussa servant, had announced the momentous news. Doubtful whether his senses were not playing him false Wilmshurst glanced round the room.
We got down to the jail about dusk, and Mitch insisted on rollin' a barl up to the window and climbin' up on it, so as to make it as much like Tom Sawyer as possible. The window was too high for us to stand on each other's backs.
First you know you'd hear a yell, an' find yourself speared in the back. An' them that's speared right off is the lucky ones." "Not one of us must fall into their hands," muttered the officer, thinking of Clara. "Cap, that's so," returned Texas grimly. "When I fight Injuns, I never empty my revolver. I keep one barl for myself. You'd better do the same.
A short distance from the oil stove on which a kettle was boiling, thanks to the energy and thoughtfulness of Private Tari Barl, stood an assortment of camp equipment: canvas tent d'abri, ground sheets, aluminium mess traps, a folding canvas bath, and last but not least an indispensable Doulton pump filter.
"Still they come!" exclaimed Laxdale, as a knock sounded on the jalousie of the cabin door. "Come in." It was Tari Barl in search of his master. "Tarry Barrel, you old sinner," said Wilmshurst, "can you catch a rat?" "Me lib for find Mutton Chop, sah," replied the Haussa saluting. "Find him one time and come quick."
Dar was lots ob time too, ef it hadn't ben fur dat ar pint; dat's what knocked me. Lots o' lobstas could hab picked up a barl full, ony hadn't any barl to pick up." "Well, but how did you happen to get caught?" "Dat ar's jes what I'm a comin to. You see, I didn't tink ob dat ar pint when I went up de sho, but knowed I had lots ob time; so I jes tought I'd make sure ob de best ob de lobstas.
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