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But the sight of the Aunt Lavinia mansion, with Mr. Hapgood bowing a welcome from the steps, was too much for her. "Oh!" she burst forth. "Oh! you don't mean to tell me THAT'S it! Why, it's perfectly grand! And and there's the minister comin' to call already! Ain't it LOVELY!"

"If by accident you should happen to see the desperado in question who, I assume, can be in no way your friend I hope you will tell him that I, too, will be at the Bella Union at eight o'clock, and that I will come heeled." "You'll be comin' alone?" said the man, "or p'rhaps yore friend "

"They're all comin' troopin' in here to-morrow, an' it's goin' to take about all the little I've got left to get victuals for 'em, an' I've got to go without to-night if I starve!" she cried out quite loud and defiantly, as if her hard providence lurked within hearing in some dark recess of the room. She raked ashes over the coals in the fireplace.

"But," she insisted, "he's an angel now if th' wolves killed un?" "Yes, dear." "An' th' Lard lets angels come sometimes t' see th' ones they loves, don't He, mother?" "Be quiet now, lass." "But He does?" persisted the child. "Aye, He does." "Then if Bob were killed, mother, he'll sure be comin' t' see us.

'Steenie, she said, 'tak the dog wi' ye, and rin doon to the toon, and tell Mr. Craig 'at Phemy here's comin hame wi' me, to bide the nicht. Ye winna be langer nor ye canna help, and ye'll come to the hoose afore ye gang to the hill? 'I'll du that, Kirsty. Come, doggie,

"He's not always settled, gentlemen," said Lanty, "and I see that one of his wandering fits is comin' on him now." "What is the reason," said Captain Bredin for such was the rank of the person he called Dick "why is it that there is not a physician in attendance?" "He would not let one of the thieves near him," replied Lanty, "for fraid they'd kill him."

He kept his shotgun handy and was on the alert constantly, listening, searching the surrounding country for a moving object, and muttering frequently, "What was he doin' here, anyhow moggin' round the mountains comin' from nowhur, goin' nowhur!" But a month passed and nothing happened, either in Bowers's camp or at the others.

"There's a storm comin' 'fore long, an' we got t' git across th' river 'fore hit strikes. I'll be here with th' horses by the time you get your bonnets on." He hurried away to the barn for his team, while the women with Sammy's assistance made their simple preparation.

He turned to the lawyer with timid deference: "Phelps and the rest are comin' back to set up with Harve, ain't they?" he asked. "Thank 'ee, Jim, thank 'ee." He brushed the hair back gently from his son's forehead. "He was a good boy, Jim; always a good boy. He was ez gentle ez a child and the kindest of 'em all only we didn't none of us ever onderstand him."

Just then Joe and Jake Fairthorn, who had been dodging back and forth through the village, watching the roads, made their appearance with the announcement, "Hurray there's another comin' up from below, but it a'n't Gilbert. He's stuck full o' pistols, but he's a-foot, and you must git him a horse. I tell you, he looks like a real buster!" "Who can it be?" asked Barton.