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Ben and Sam, and of course the chief, will go with me, and Tom here, now he has come out, and if you like to come we shall be all glad." "You may count me in," Jerry said, "and I thank you for the offer. I have had dog-goned bad luck for some time, and I reckon it is about time it was over. How are you going to share?" "We have settled that. The chief and I take two shares each as discoverers.
I shouldn't wonder if they weren't fighting on your side this dog-goned minute! I reckon I'd as lief fight there myself." The soldier took him to his officer. "It's a damned deserter, sir. Says he's got cousins with us. Says he'd as soon fight on one side as the other." "I can't very well fight nowhere," whined Steve. "If you'd be so good as to look at my foot, sir " "I see.
No good Leaping Horse talk." "This is a dog-goned bad business I have brought you into, Tom. I reckoned we should not get out without troubles, but I did not calkerlate on our getting into them so soon." "You did not bring me here, Jerry, so you need not blame yourself for that. It was I brought you into it, for you did not make up your mind to come till I had settled to go with Leaping Horse."
I've been fishin' in this 'hole' for something like forty years, off and on, and I've found out that these here sunfish get through breakfast at exactly eighteen minutes past nine. I always allow about ten minutes' leeway in case one or two of 'em might have been out late the night before or something, but as a general thing they're pretty dog-goned prompt for breakfast. Specially in August.
Ef the worst comes to the worst, I tell yer I would rather go back and take our chance of following the Big Wind River down, and fighting the red-skins, than I would of crossing over these dog-goned hills." The other three men were of the same opinion. "Well, what do you say, chief?" Harry asked the Indian.
"My white brother Harry is in danger," he said. "Leaping Horse had to leave him; but would have started back to-day to take his place by his side. The Hunting Dog will go with him." "I thought so, chief; I am dog-goned if I did not think so. It was Hunting Dog you came back here to meet, I suppose." "Hunting Dog is of my tribe," he said; "he is my sister's son.
I'll train two packs, so I can rest one when the other's huntin'." "Wal, I'll be dog-goned!" ejaculated Belllounds, with relief. "I sure thought you'd roar. All this rabble to take care of!" "No trouble after I've got acquainted," said Wade. "Have they been hunted any?" "Some of the boys took out a bunch. But they split on deer tracks an' elk tracks an' Lord knows what all. Never put up a lion!
Slang may be excusable in shop girls or baseball players, but never in the mouth of a young lady with any pretensions to breeding. And the use of "darned" and "dog-goned" is simply unpardonable. Notice, now, the way in which Miss Florence writes the letter after, her mama has given her the proper instruction.
"What a dog-goned forgetful cuss I am; blamed if I ain't forgot all about 'em. I've been that busy, if you'll believe me, general, I ain't had time to swaller a mouthful of grub this four days; half-starved to death I am; just look at my waistcoat fits me like a sack. But about them arms I declare I am real sorry I forgot 'em, general; but never mind, I guess you won't want 'em.
Strange you didn't say nothin' to me about this till I had to pry it out o' you, Bart. How about you?" "Well, Scraggsy was feelin' so dog-goned blue " "The truth," Mr. Gibney insisted firmly, "the truth, Bart." "Well, Scraggsy asked me not to say anythin' to you about it." "Sure. He knew I'd kill the deal. He knew better'n to try to nick me for three hundred bucks on his danged, worthless note.
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