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"Say, she's like a woodpecker in a country where there ain't any trees," said Brimstead, in his confidential tone. "No I'm not," the girl answered. "A woodpecker has wings and the right to use them." "Cheer up. A lot of people will be moving in here this spring more boys than you could shake a stick at," Mrs. Brimstead remarked, cheerfully.
Brimstead spoke in a most confidential tone as he answered: "Say, I'll tell ye no wise man is ever an idiot but once. I wouldn't care to spread it around much but we're gettin' along. I've built this house and got my land paid for. You see we are only four miles from the Illinois River on a good road. I can ship my grain to Alton or St. Louis or New Orleans without much trouble.
"I have no heart for play," said Annabel, with a sigh. "The excitement and the sight o' those poor slaves have taken all the fun out of her," the woman remarked. Then Harry asked: "What have you done with the third slave?" "She's been up-stairs, getting washed and dressed," said Mrs. Brimstead. As she spoke, the stairway door opened and Bim entered the room in a silk gown and slippers.
He was cleanly shaved, save for a black mustache, and neatly dressed and his face glowed with health and high spirits. A handsome brown-eyed miss of seventeen came galloping up the road on her pony and stopped near them. "Annabel, do you remember this man?" Brimstead asked. The girl looked at Samson. "He is the man who helped us out of Flea Valley," said the girl.
In a frontier newspaper of that time it is recorded that the minister and his dog kept the slaver on the roof all day, vainly trying with prayer and exhortation to convert his soul. The man stopped swearing before dinner and on his promise not again to violate the commandment a good meal was handed up to him. He was liberated at sundown and spent the night with Brimstead.
He was a very successful farmer." "I knew you'd make fun o' me but when you come again you'll see the towers an' steeples," said Brimstead. "Put up your horses and come into the house and see the first lady of El Dorado." Mrs. Brimstead had their dinner cooking before the horses were cared for. Samson went into the house while Henry was showing his El Dorado map to the others.
"There was the robbery of the mail stage last summer a few miles north of here," said Mrs. Brimstead. "Every smitch of the mail was stolen. I guess that's the reason we haven't had no letter from Vermont in a year." "Maybe that's why we haven't heard from home," Samson echoed. "Why don't you leave Joe here while you're gone to Chicago?" Annabel asked.
"If I shake any stick at them, it will be a stick of candy, for fear of scaring them away," said Annabel, with a laugh. Brimstead said to Samson: "Say, I'll tell ye, you're back in a cove. You must get out into the current." "And give the young folks a chance to play checkers together," said Samson. "Say, I'll tell ye," said Brimstead. "This country is mostly miles.
"If you'll let me take the note I'll see what can be done to get the money," Samson answered. "Say, I'll tell ye," Brimstead went on. "It's for five thousand dollars and I don't suppose it's worth the paper it was wrote on. You take it and if you find it's no good you lose it just as careful as you can. I don't want to see it again. Come into the house.
"The feelings of a millionaire are almost as good as the money while they last," said Abe Lincoln with a laugh. Brimstead came up to him and whispered: "They're better 'cause if you can keep away from Samson Traylor you don't have any fear o' bein' robbed." "It reminds me o' the time I used to play I was a horse," said Samson as they rode away.
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