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Updated: June 20, 2025


But, Bi Nai, the half-breed has a strange step on your trail." "What do you mean?" demanded Shefford. "Nas Ta Bega cannot tell what he does not know," replied the Navajo. "Let that be. We shall know some day. Bi Nai, there is sorrow to tell that is not the Indian's.... Sorrow for my brother!" Shefford lifted his eyes to the Indian's, and if he did not see sadness there he was much deceived.

I never knew you were a singer. What are you going to sing?" She waited with a certain curiosity. He began chanting. "B, a, ba; B, e, be babe! B, i, bi babebi! B, o, bo babebibo! B, u, bu babebibobu!" Then he went on to the letter C, "C, a, ca! C, e, ce cace! C, i, ci caceci!" and to D, and so on, one after the other, through all the consonants in the alphabet.

"Mummy has gone out I am to write to you I am to say good bi proply I am very fond of you but I doant luv you Mummy ses you have been very kind I wode luv you very much if you was my mummy but mummy ses she is she is I am afrade this is not spellt rite but I have got a very bad pen. "Yours affagintly, "MAURIE."

Upon Nas Ta Bega had been forced education, training, religion, that had made him something more and something less than an Indian. It was something assimilated from the white man which made the Indian unhappy and alien in his own home something meant to be good for him and his kind that had ruined him. For Shefford felt the passion and the tragedy of this Navajo. "Bi Nai, the Indian is dying!"

She is not his wife, for she escaped before the ceremony was performed. I know, for I was present. These two gentlemen with me are the trustees of her estate." Estate! The neighbors looked at Betty respectfully. Bi dropped his jaw perceptibly and tried to figure out how that would affect him. The sheriff stepped forward to magnify his office, and the silence was impressive, almost reverent.

Social amenities might wait; at present he was tasting the joys of a victorious Caesar. "BRIGGS, Bayard Newlyn, Hammondsport, Ill., I L, H 24." That's the way the catalogue put it. Mostly, though, he was called "Bi" Briggs. He was six feet and one inch tall and weighed one hundred and ninety-four pounds, and was built by an all-wise Providence to play guard.

The temporary nature of family marshmallow roasts and monopoly games with his father; tire swings and neighbor's tree houses; bicycle radios fastened to handlebars; selling snow cones to passing cars; bicycle routes; meatloaves, potatoes, and onion rings; bi bi bop and kimchi chige; that trip to Arkansas at a distant relative's house and how he and his sister had played in the snow with a "cousin" the whole day; his sister....

You can't impose on me that way. I haven't watched you play football all the fall to be taken in now by your melodrama. But after to-day you will find me quite at your service, Mr. Coward. And meanwhile we'll call this interview off, if you please. The door, Mr. Briggs!" Bi seized his hat from the table and faced Hecker. He was smiling now, smiling with a white, set, ugly face.

Mister Harlow, Dear Sir: Wood you kinely oblige me bi cummin to the paint shop as soon as you can make it convenient as there is a sealin' to be wate-woshed hoppin this is not trubbling you to much I remane Yours respeckfully Pontius Pilate.

The two trustees climbed stiffly and uncertainly into the back seat as if they felt they were risking their lives, and Bi lumbered rheumatically into the driver's place and took up the lines. It appeared that the only living thing in Tinsdale that wasn't awake and keen to go to the fire was that horse, and Bi had to do quite a little urging with the stump of an old whip.

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