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Boone," said Henry eagerly. "I've heard, too, how you saved Boonesborough and all the other wonderful things that you've done." Boone, the simple and childlike, blushed under his tan, and Simon Kenton spoke for the first time. "Now don't you be teasin' Dan'l," he said. "He's done all them things that people talk about, an' more, too, that he's hid, but he's plum' bashful.
Nor was this any assumption or trick of manner, as Henry soon learned. The man's nature was one of absolute simplicity and generosity. With a vast knowledge of the woods and a remarkable experience, he was as honest as a child. "I'm nothin' but plain Dan'l Boone," he said, "an' there ain't any reason why you should be proud to see me.
Martin's Lane" that's where they started from, as I've heard tell "these twenty minutes." "Damn it!" says Dan'l Best and the Prince Regent, both in one breath. "Hulloa! Be you here still?" says the Prince, turning sharp round at the sound of Dan'l's voice. "And what be you waiting for?" "For my brother Hughie's reprieve," says Dan'l. "Well, but 'tis too late now, anyway," says the Prince.
Then came the baggage-wagons, some drawn by oxen, some by four horses; and in the rear of these rode Colonel Visscher, leading the Caughnawaga regiment, closing the dusty column. "Damn them!" growled Elerson to Murphy, "they're advancing without flanking-parties or scouts. I wish Dan'l Morgan was here."
"Now, Dan'l, 'op round to Teddy and whistle 'im back, and mind 'e's to keep it a dead secret on account o' trouble with young Nugent. D'ye twig?" The admiring Mr. Kybird said that he was a wonder, and, in the discussion on ways and means which followed, sat listening with growing respect to the managing abilities both of his friend and his wife.
Trumbull exclaimed when he saw the great bobbing black umbrella and heard the wails. The straw-bonneted horse stopped abruptly. Dr. Trumbull leaned out of the buggy. "Who are you?" he demanded. "Uncle Dan'l is gone," shrieked the child. "Gone where? What do you mean?" "He tumbled right down, and then he was-somebody else. He ain't there." "Where is 'there'? Speak up quick!"
He was goin' over the line and they'd laid out at Kaslo fer a day so's Dan'l J. could see about a spur the 'Lucky Cuss' people wanted and maybe it was the climbin' brought it on." The old man looked his years. As he came nearer Billy Brue saw tears tremble in his eyes and roll unnoted down his cheeks. Yet his voice was unbroken and he was, indeed, unconscious of the tears. "I was afraid of that.
An' th' ol' man'd take him walkin' on a Sundah, an' pint out th' rows an' rows iv houses, with th' childher in front gazin' in awe at th' great man an' their fathers glowerin' fr'm the windows, an' say, 'Thim will all be yours whin ye grow up, Dan'l O'Connell, avick. "Well, it didn't take an eye iv a witch to see that Dan'l O'Connell was a bor-rn idjet.
The widow White acknowledged that she had a good deal to bear from Dan'l, and when times were very bad, often supplied her with food and firing from her own small store. But she did not do so without protest, for in her opinion the fault was not entirely on Dan'l's side. "Maybe," she said, "if he found a clean hearth and a tidy bit o' supper waitin' at home, he'd stay there oftener.
"Well, maybe 'twas a little more'n a minute," he admitted. Master Bartlett sauntered up to take part in the conversation. "I got here twenty minutes ago," he observed, grinning, "and you wasn't here then, Cap'n Dan'l. I was wonderin' what had become of ye." Daniel seized the opportunity to change the subject. "Anybody been in since you came?" he asked, addressing Sam. "No, nobody special.
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