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With solemn gesture he placed his broad hand over his heart. "An', Jean, strange whispers come to me at night. It seems like your mother was callin' or tryin' to warn me. I cain't explain these queer whispers. But I know what I know." "Jorth has his followers. You must have yours," replied Jean, tensely. "Shore, son, an' I can take my choice of the best men heah," replied the rancher, with pride.
"Who's after you?" yelled her father, as she pulled the black to a halt. Jorth held a rifle. Daggs, Colter, the other Jorths were there, likewise armed, and all watchful, strung with expectancy. "Shore nobody's after me," replied Ellen. "Cain't I run a horse round heah without being chased?" Jorth appeared both incensed and relieved.
He's got a leg broke, that's flat; but yuh see he feels so pow'ful bad inside he's 'feared he's hurt thar. Cain't yuh come 'long with me, mistah?" Not for a moment did warm-hearted Max hesitate. "Sure we will. Lead the way, Jim. I suppose you can bring us back here again to get our bags of mussels," he said, promptly.
"Cain't tell for sartin; some thinks he's gwyne to be 'long toreckly, and some thinks 'e hain't. Russ Mosely he tote ole Hanks he mought git to Obeds tomorrer or nex' day he reckoned." "Well, I wisht I knowed. I got a 'prime sow and pigs in the cote-house, and I hain't got no place for to put 'em. If the jedge is a gwyne to hold cote, I got to roust 'em out, I reckon.
"'Wal, I got three-fifty saved up, you know what fer, an' I can raise the rest an' put a new pianner in the place o' that one, says he. "He looks at the wreck, an' fer the first time I sees his eyes is jest a little damp. "They didn't either of 'em seem to take any notice o' me, an' I didn't feel that I counted, nohow. "'An' we cain't git married, says Jud, sorrowful-like, 'fer ever so long.
"I thest cain't go to that old mill to-night, Sis' Johnnie," the little one pleaded. "Looks like I thest cain't." "I could tell Mr. Reardon, and he'd put a substitute on to tend her frames," Lissy spoke up eagerly. "You ask Pap Himes will he let us do that, Sis' Johnnie." Johnnie went past her mother, who appeared to be dozing, and into the dining room, where Himes was.
If he'd jined the scouts he might a be'n with us right now. A year too late it's hard, hard!" "But you said you have three boys still, Mr. Brush?" said the scout master. "So I have, and mighty dear they be to me too!" exclaimed the farmer, as he proceeded to bring down his ponderous fist on his knee, "and arter what you've told me this night, sir, they cain't be scouts any too soon to please me.
He can eat and sleep as well as ever, he stays out all day long on the veranda in the sun, and seems as well as anyone, but he can't do any work at all." "He cain't yo' says he cain't work?" "Not a stroke." "Law, Mis' Carter, dat ain't no disease what yo' broth' got. Dat's a gif!"
"Den he cain't git no situation. What he gwyne to do?" "Well, I don't know. Some of them gets on the police, and some of them learns people how to talk French." "Why, Huck, doan' de French people talk de same way we does?" "NO, Jim; you couldn't understand a word they said not a single word." "Well, now, I be ding-busted! How do dat come?" "I don't know; but it's so.
When their combined efforts had finally pried the two men apart she turned witheringly upon Douglass and lashed him with her scorn. "A fine boss yuh be to let these coyotes tear each other to pieces! Ef yuh cain't manage men any bettah than thet yuh bettah take yuh lettle pen an' write potery fer a livin'. Maybe yuh'd git yuh name in thu papehs that way!"
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