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Rouletta came hurrying forth with the others, and to her 'Poleon made known his intention of accompanying the fleet-footed Rock. "Nobody is able to catch dem feller but him an' me," he explained. "Dey got too long start." "You think they may get across?" she queried, apprehensively. "Five, six hour, dat's beeg edge. But me " The speaker shrugged.
"Cache grub many place sometam come good." "Great head, Jerry. Now, where is the cache?" "Halfway Kananaskis to Ghost Reever." "Then, Jerry, we must make that Ghost River trail and make it quick if we are to intercept Copperhead." "Bon! We mus' mak' beeg speed for sure." And "make big speed" they did, with the result that by midday they struck the trail not far from Jerry's cache.
Barney held his canoe steady for a moment. "Went up last night, did he?" "Oui. Tom Martin on de Beeg Horn camp he's go ver' seeck. He send for M'sieu Boyle." "Did he go up alone?" "Oui. He's not want nobody. Non. He's good man on de canoe." It was an awkward situation.
"Consumption is bad, ver' bad for Canadians," said Jacques, a half-hour later, picking his words with care. Ray grinned, but made no reply. "Night air is good; but Ah don' lak dese dese beeg microbes eet bring in." By Franklin W. Calkins A pet grizzly bear had been for a number of years a feature at Hartranft's.
Is that right?" Again Jerry nodded. "How shall I know the rock?" "Beeg rock," said Jerry. "Beeg dat tree," pointing to a tall poplar, "and cut straight down lak some knife beeg rock black rock." "All right," said Cameron. "What I want to know just now is does Crowfoot know of this thing? I fancy he must. I am going in to see him. Copperhead has just come from the reserve.
A mean man can play the pipes, but he can neffer be a piper. It iss only a beeg man and a fine man and, I will venture to say, a good man, and there are not many men can be pipers." "Aye, Mr. Sutherland," broke in the Reverend Alexander Munro, "what you say is true, but it is true not only of piping. It is true surely of anything great enough to express the deepest emotions of the soul.
"By gar!" broke in Louis Savoy, "dat is no, vot you call, josh! I know one mans, so vaire beeg like ze buffalo. Wit him, on ze Sulphur Creek stampede, go one small mans, Lon McFane. You know dat Lon McFane, dat leetle Irisher wit ze red hair and ze grin. An' dey walk an' walk an' walk, all ze day long an' ze night long. And beeg mans, him become vaire tired, an' lay down mooch in ze snow.
Does Injun is step ver' sof' an' go on bunk of Pierre Cadotte. Pierre Cadotte is mak' de beeg cry. Dick Henderson say he no see dose Injun no more, an' he fin' de door shut' Ba Pierre Cadotte, she's go dead. He is mak' wan beeg hole in hees ches'." "Some enemy, some robber frightened Away because the Henderson man woke up, probably," suggested Ned Trent.
The divil will have to take the poker till him, for he'll bate him wid his fists, and so he will and that big black divil is Black Hugh, the brother iv the boss Macdonald. He'll be up in the camp beyant, and a mighty lucky thing for you, LeNoir, he is." "Bah!" spat LeNoir, "Dat beeg Macdonald I mak heem run like one leetle sheep, one tam at de long Sault, bah! No good!"
He himself was a man of considerable intelligence and education, as the boys already had learned. "I know," said Rob, nodding. "For instance, Simon Fraser " "Yes, I know those Simon Fraser he's beeg man in the Companee," broke in Moise, who very likely did not know what he was talking about. Alex smiled. "There have always been Mackenzies and Frasers in the fur trade. This was a long time ago."
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