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He did not wait for a reply, however, but seizing Jarwin by the wrist, and looking into his eyes with an expression of child-like earnestness that effectually solemnised his white slave, continued, "Lissen, onderstan' me. I is a Christian. My broder chiefs an' I have watch you many days. You have always do wot is right, no matter wot trouble follers to you.
March had come and the snows were beginning to disappear from the depths of the forest. It was in this month that Owaneeyo came to Daniel Boone one day, saying eagerly: "Broder go with Shawnees." "Go where?" inquired Boone. His anxiety for his family in their faraway home by the Kentucky by this time had become almost unbearable.
When the landlady made her appearance she expressed much astonishment at seeing Planchet. "My dear landlady," said D'Artagnan, "I beg to introduce to you your brother, who is arrived from Flanders and whom I am going to take into my service." "My brother?" "Wish your sister good-morning, Master Peter." "Wilkom, suster," said Planchet. "Goeden day, broder," replied the astonished landlady.
At all events he talked more freely and with an increasing ability to express himself. "Me fader hear owl cry. He know from strange cry that some die or be pris'ner. He old man. He 'fraid. He say go back up river. Me broder he say no. Me say no. Me fader still 'fraid, but he keep him promise." "What was his promise?" inquired Peleg.
"What did he dream?" "He say we go to Kantuckee, we die. Me fader cry. He no wan' go on warpath." "But you came," suggested Peleg. His visitor nodded and continued: "Me fader say he keep him promise. But he say more. He say we go back to wigwam. Go quick. He good man. Heap good man. He keep him promise. Me broder say me fader mus' keep him promise now." "So you came?" "We go on warpath.
There he was, however, there could be no doubt about that. He crawled to Walter's side, and taking his hand, looked in his face, exclaiming, "Oh, I t'ankful you escape, Massa Walter. Me lub you as one fader, one broder, one eberyt'ing." The expression of Macco's countenance showed that his words were true.
I had one once, they say, but he is dead many a year, and lies buried in the lake, by the side of my mother." "No got broder got a young warrior Love him, almost as much as fader, eh? Very handsome, and brave-looking; fit to be chief, if he good as he seem to be."
"I love Necia very much, lak' well, lak' I'm broder to her."
"Me wan' see white faces some more. Me wan' find white broder. Me white Shawnee, where go? Must see paleface wigwam." For a moment Peleg was silent as he gazed earnestly into the face of the young man who had so strongly impressed him. He was convinced that he was indeed white, and he concluded that he must have been adopted by the Indians many years ago.
Now you got de paper you free woman, but you wife ob slabe; might be difficulty about it. Me fear dat broder Dick ruined de plantation and slabes to be sole; and wid dat she bu'st out crying wus dan eber. Ob course my wife she cry too. "'Better you go norf, Sally, missy say presently. 'I gib you letter to friends dar, and tell dem you bery good nurse.
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