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The steamer Kadie arrived with coals for me from Cape Town. Hauled her alongside, and commenced coaling. Walked on shore, and lunched with Captain Bickford. Dispatched letters for the mail-steamer for England. Liberty-men drunk, and few returning. Dined with the Admiral.
Bickford," said Joe, "the time has come when we are to try our luck." "Yes," said Joshua. "Looks curious, doesn't it? If I didn't know, I'd think them chaps fools, stoopin' over there and siftin' mud. It 'minds me of when I was a boy and used to make dirt pies." "Suppose we take a day and look round a little. Then we can find out about how things are done, and work to better advantage."
"That's where you and I agree, Mrs. Bickford." Herbert listened in silence. He was disgusted with the utter disregard of fair dealing exhibited by Abner Holden, though he was not surprised at it. He felt glad that he had been the means of saving Mr. Richmond from being overreached, though he know very well that Mr. Holden's rage would be furious when he learned what had interfered with the trade.
"You beat everything for luck, Joe." "So he does," said Bickford, who felt that it was time for him to speak. "It's lucky for me that I fell in with him. It brought me luck, too, for we went into partnership together." "Have you brought home five thousand dollars, too?" asked Watson. "I've got about the same as Joe, and now I'm going home to marry Susan Smith if she'll have me."
I got cheated on the horse, and I've got to get rid of it, somehow. As it is, I shall make a handsome profit." "Well, Mr. Holden, all I've got to say is, I am glad I haven't got as tough a conscience as you have." "You don't know anything about business, Mrs. Bickford." "Well, manage things your own way. I ain't responsible, but I pity the poor man if he buys Spitfire." "So do I," chuckled Abner.
I guess I can dig as well as anybody. I've had experience in diggin' ever since I was ten year old." "Not digging gold, I suppose?" "Diggin' potatoes, and sich." "I'm going to the mines myself, Mr. Bickford. What do you say to going along with me?" "I'm on hand. You know the way, don't you?" "We can find it, I have no doubt. I have never been there, but my friend Mr.
Though decidedly homely, she had a pleasant look, which impressed Herbert favorably. He had feared she might turn out another edition of Mr. Holden, and with two such persons he felt that it would be difficult to get along. "Come right in," said Mrs. Bickford, for that was her name. "Let me help you with your trunk. You can set it down here for the present." "Thank you," said Herbert.
"Don't you remember a tall, slab-sided youngster of thirteen, that used to stick pins into your chair for you to set on?" Kellogg smiled. "Surely you are not Joshua Bickford?" he said. "Yes, I am. I am that same identical chap." "I am glad to see you, Mr. Bickford," said his old school-teacher, grasping Joshua's hand cordially. "It seems kinder queer for you to call me Mr. Bickford."
He even forgot the hateful presence of his seat-mate, a huge dog that Mr. Bickford had invited into the fourth place in the carriage. "A very valuable animal, gentlemen," he said. "Intelligent as a man, and my constant companion. To-day is the day of two of man's best friends the horse and the dog and Hector will be in his element."
I didn't think Cousin Fitz would be so stuck up, just because his father's made some money. Good-mornin'!" "Three cheers for Fitz's cousin!" shouted Tom. They were given with a will, and Mr. Bickford made acknowledgment by a nod and a grin. "Remember me to your mother when you write, Cousin Fitz," he said at parting. Fitz was too angry to reply.
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