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"D'yer hear? come down!" The Yankee 'coon in the tree, when he saw the celebrated Colonel Crockett taking aim at him, and in full possession of the hunter's reputation as a dead shot, is reported to have said, "Don't shoot; I'll come down;" and the boy might have said something of the kind to Dan'l Copestake.
"I'll bet 'tis not," says Dan'l, "if you'll look slippy and make out the paper." "You can't do it. 'Tis over two hundred and fifty miles, and you can't travel ten miles an hour all the way like the coach." "It'll reach Tregarrick to-morrow night," says Dan'l, "an' they won't hang Hughie till seven in the morning. So I've an hour or two to spare, and being a post-boy myself, I know the ropes."
Dan'l ran on, and the boy watched him; and as soon as the gardener showed by his movements that he was evidently going away, began to descend. Hardly, however, had he reached the ground than Dan'l turned, saw him, and made a fresh dash to capture him. If the gardener had waited a couple more minutes he would have had a better chance.
To be frank, Abner was too great a sensation lover to forfeit the opportunity of springing his startling news on the community. "Then, Josiah, you'll have to harness Dan'l and take me down. I mustn't wait another minute." "Why, Mrs. Snow!" expostulated Captain Jerry, "you mustn't go down there. The Doctor's goin', and I'll go, and Pashy's there already."
You stay in there and think till mornin', and we'll have it for breakfast." Silence actual silence for a moment. Then Azuba asked, in a half-smothered but much humbler voice, "Oh, Labe! WON'T you let me out?" "Sure thing if you've thought up that supper for me and Cap'n Dan'l." "But I did so want oh, if I could only tell you!
Moreover and such is the wondrous insight of woman she maintained that Phoby Geen must be at the bottom of the whole mischief. Dan'l didn't pay much heed to this, but set it down to woman's prejudice. After talking the matter well out, he and Tummels decided on a very pretty hiding-place and a fairly comfortable one. This was a tenantless house on the coast near St. Ives.
"It's a beauty of a creek," said Powell to Dick. "About a half mile further down the stream is a tremendous tree on which is cut with a penknife, 'Dan'l Boone killed a bar here, June 26, 1781. I found it myself, and I cut away enough of the bark growth with a penknife for it to show clearly. I imagine the great Daniel and Simon Kenton and Harrod and the rest killed lots of bears in these hills."
The Injuns was plum fooled by Dan'l's friendly ways an' didn't watch 'im so close. "So one night Dan'l helped 'em ter eat a bigger supper than ever. They wuz all full enough ter bust, an' went ter sleep an' slept like logs. Hit wuz a dark night an' the fire burned low, an' long 'bout midnight Dan'l made up his mind ter give 'em the slip. "Hit wuz er dangerous job.
Git dap, Dan'l! you're slower'n the moral law." "So you're goin' to do your own cookin' for a spell, Cy?" observed Asaph, a half hour later, "Well, I guess that's a good idea, till you can find the right housekeeper. I ain't been able to think of one that would suit you yet." "Nor I, either.
"See that?" said Peter. "Oh yes, I can see," said Dan'l. "He's so full o' grapes it makes him lively," and he stared at the boy, who had suddenly stopped, and planting his hands firmly, stood up on them, balancing himself, with his legs spread wide in the air. "He'll break his neck, that's what he'll do," said Peter. "Good job too, I says," grumbled Dan'l.
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