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"Now, if we can fix you up as well." Battersleigh came and stood before him, waving a long forefinger. "Listen to me, Ned," he began, "an' I'll lay down to ye a few of the fundamental rules of conduct and appar'l.
Franklin and his friends joined the rude circle of what they were glad to see was meant to be an impromptu council. White Calf arose and faced the white men. "White men go!" he said, his voice rising. "Injun heap shoot!" "B'gad, I believe the haythen thinks he can scare us," said Battersleigh, calmly.
"What sort of a dance can it be, man?" said Battersleigh. "Why, a plumb dandy dance; reg'lar high-steppin' outfit; mucha baille; best thing ever was in this settlement." "I'm curious to know where the ladies will come from," said Franklin. "Don't you never worry," rejoined Curly. "They's plenty o' women-folks.
Curly passed over the broom, and the two, with anxiety not unmixed with cynicism, watched Battersleigh as he made several ineffectual attempts to penetrate the armour of the pie. "Stop lookin' at me like a brace o' evil-minded hyenies," protested Battersleigh. "Ye'd make the devil himself nervous, a-reghardin' one so like a object o' suspicion. Mind ye, I'm goin' to take it out.
You could a-broke the whole Cheyenne tribe, if you could a-got a-bettin' with 'em before that fight." "Odds was a hundred to one against us, shure," said Battersleigh, seating himself in the doorway of the shack. "Ye may call the big boy loco, or whativer ye like, but it's grateful we may be to him.
I've not the first decent thing to wear to such a place." "Tut, tut!" said Battersleigh. "There speaks the coxcombry of youth. I make no doubt ye'd be the best-dressed man there if ye'd go as ye stand now. But what about Batty? On me honour, Ned, I've never been so low in kit as I am this season here, not since I was lance sergeant in the Tinth.
"Ye're dodgin' the issue, boy. But pfwhat wud ye say now, Ned, if I should till ye I'd made over tin thousand pounds of good English money since I came to this little town?" "I should say," said Franklin calmly, as he opened an envelope, "that you had been dreaming again." "That's it! That's it!" cried Battersleigh. "Shure ye wud, an' I knew it!
"Well, Battersleigh," he said, "I must say I've been pretty busy ever since I got here, and so far as I can tell at this date, I'm much disposed to think this is a strange and rather rapid sort of country you've got out here." "Best d n pilgrim ever hit this rodeo!" repeated Curly, with conviction. "Shut up, Curly, ye divvil!" said Battersleigh. "Come into the house, the both of you.
"Shure, Ned, me boy," said Battersleigh, "ye've yer side arms on this evenin'. Ye give up the profission of arms with reluctance. Tell me, Ned, what's the campaign fer the evenin'?" "Well," said Franklin, "I thought I'd step over and sit awhile with Curly this evening. He may be feeling a little lonesome." "Quite right ye are, me boy," said Battersleigh cheerfully. "Quite right.
"I've never been able not to believe in it," said Franklin. "To some men all things come easily, while others get on only by the hardest knocks; and some go always close to success, but die just short of the parapet. I haven't myself classified, just yet." "Ye have your dreams, boy?" "Yes; I have my dreams." "All colours are alike," said Battersleigh.
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