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"The stable's been locked; an' Finn and Carter was sleepin' in the saddle room." "That divil could go where a sparrer could. How did he git in to cut th' bridle rein t'rough a manure window no bigger'n your hat. He done that, as I know." "Well, if the mare's got it we're in the soup. Have you seen Miss Porter about, Mike?"
Kiddie looked down at the tight shut jaws of the gin. "Thar's a tuft of black fur in the teeth of the trap," he pointed out. "An' look at them claw marks! Guess that critter's some bigger'n a lynx. May's well stay another night in this camp an' try ter git the critter, eh?" "Dunno 'bout that," Rube demurred. "Might be a whole fam'ly o' rattlers lyin' around. 'Tain't just healthy."
Now the dogged look she was learning to dread settled over his face, and he squared his shoulders sturdily. "Well, I guess you'll find I can, Sara Olmstead, and it will take somebody older and bigger'n you to stop me, too! So 'forbid' till you're tired, if you like; I've given my word, and I'm going that's settled!"
It looks bigger'n Lake Erie, 'n' 'fore I kin jerk the hat away pow! comes another one. I knows the colonel sees 'em, 'n' I hopes I croak. "'Ahem , he says. "'Now I get mine! I says to myself. "'Mr. Jones, says the colonel, 'n' his voice is kind-a cheerful. 'The judges will accept your explanation. You may go if you wish." Just as I'm goin' down the steps the colonel stops me.
I want a monument bigger'n Dave Broderick's, with an eppytaph in gilt letters, by Joaquin Miller. I can't git into any kind o' society till I have 'em. You've no idee how exclusive they are where I am." This dutiful son laid down his pencil and effected a stiffly vertical attitude. He was all attention: "Anything else to-day?" he asked-rather sneeringly, I grieve to state.
Lifting his huge paws, he said in a voice hoarse with deadly menace, "Dirty, be they? By hell, I'll wash 'em. An' hit won't be water that'll clean 'em, neither. Don't you know that no man ever crosses my trail an' lives?" The other returned easily, "Oh, shucks! Get into your wagon and drive on. You ain't on Roark now. You're on Fall Creek, and over here you ain't no bigger'n anybody else."
"My body 'longs ter you yit, mars'r en misus; but not my speret. Out'n dat I gwine ter speak plain fer de fear ob man clean gone fum me. Mars'r, w'at I say ter you? Lak ole Pharo, you t'ink yo'sef bigger'n de Lawd. Ef you'd done spoke ter de hans en say 'des go home en dar de crops en shar' togeder' dey ud stayed en wucked fer you 'tented like, but you des talk lak ole Pharo.
"Don't ye talk to me like I was one of your salaried spittoon-cleaners," squealed Marengo, emboldened by the hoarse and encouraging whispers of Trustee Wallace in the dim depths below. The name that much repetition by Wallace had made familiar slipped out before he had time for second thought. "I knowed ye, Kittle-belly Bickford, when ye wore patches on your pants bigger'n dinner-plates and "
Wot'd I come to sea fer an' this 'ere go is the worst I ever knew a baoat no bigger'n a bally bath-tub, head seas, livin' gyles the clock 'round, wet food, wet clothes, wet bunks. Caold till, by cricky! I've lost the feel o' mee feet. An' wat for? For the bloomin' good chanst o' a slug in mee guts. That's wat for."
"Aunt Sue had cooked prairie chickens, pertaters, hed made hot bread 'n coffee, 'n fried bernanners, and opened can fruit, and brot out ther honey 'nd two kinds o' pickles, an' ther supper war fine. "Ther little woman praised it, gentle like, jest enough an' not o'erdoin' it, till Aunt Sue's face war bigger'n a full mune, and filled with satisfaction ter ther very corners.
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