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Updated: June 10, 2025
What's hims little things all dancing in the fog, An-ina?" he enquired, his mind suddenly distracted, pointing at a gap between two low hills, where a thin vapour of fog was slowly rising. "Is them's debble-mens?" The keen eyes of the squaw followed the pointing finger. In a moment there leapt into them a light which required no words to interpret.
A little girl, such a pretty little dear, all eyes, and fat cheeks, that sort of tell you life's the bulliest thing ever. Well, he took him to his home, such a long, long way, over snow, and over rivers and lakes, where there's fishes, and through forests where there's wolves, an' bears " "Does hims see any debble-mens?" "No. Because Uncle Steve says there just aren't any."
"More 'tory," he demanded. "'Bout debble-mens." Then, as an after-thought: "Wot isn't, cos Uncle says they doesn't, an' An-ina says him is when he wasn't, cos he can't be." Steve sprang to his feet with a great laugh, bearing the little fellow in his strong arms. He had accomplished his task and all was well. "No more 'tory," he cried setting him on the ground. "All us men have work to do.
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