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Some of these shanty-boaters are great sports. We'll soon find out!" He steered into the eddy and the two men stepped out on the flat boat's deck to greet them. "Seems like I've seen them before," Doss said in a low voice; "I believe they're old timers. Hello, boys! Hunting?" "Yes, suh! Lots of game. Sho, ain' yo' Doss, Ren Doss?" "You bet. I knew you! I told Mr.
It was too lazy an afternoon to be really ill-natured, so Doss satisfied himself with snapping at the little nigger's fingers, and sitting on him till he laughed. Waldo, as he worked, glanced down at them now and then, and smiled; but he never looked out across the plain. He was conscious without looking of that broad green earth; it made his work pleasant to him.
"We charge tuppence more for this bedroom because it's a single doss," he said, not without a touch of pride in his tone. "And well worth the money," remarked Caldew. "Look here, Mr. Funnysides, I didn't bring you up here to listen to no sarcastical remarks," retorted the man, with the sudden fury of a heavy drinker. "If you've seen enough, you'd better clear out. I want to get to bed."
One arm only he sported, from the shoulder of which was suspended a small and tattered bundle with the mud caked dry on the outer covering from the last place he had pitched his doss. He advanced with tentative caution, made sure of the harmlessness of the man beside the fire, and joined him. "Hello, grandpa," the new-comer greeted, then paused to stare at the other's flaring, sky-open nostril.
I shall not wait a day not an hour. I'm going at once down to Robertson to have the matter out with him." The distressed pair exchanged glances, and then Mrs. Doss said in a coaxing way, "If you must go, you will let me come with you, my dear." Bella hesitated.
"I have no friends here or there," said Bella simply; "my profession is all I have." "Well, well, we'll give it a week's trial. If at the end of that time you are sufficiently recovered to do your work properly, well and good; but if not, you must really consider your engagement at an end." All this time Mrs. Doss had said nothing.
She moved closer to him and lay still, his black curls touching her smooth little head. Doss, who had lain at his master's side, climbed over the bench, and curled himself up in her lap. She drew her skirt up over him, and the three sat motionless for a long time. "Waldo," she said, suddenly, "they are laughing at us." "Who?" he asked, starting up. "They the stars!" she said, softly.
He then went to throw salt on the skins laid out to dry. Finding the pot empty, he went to the loft to refill it. Bonaparte Blenkins, whose door opened at the foot of the ladder, saw the boy go up, and stood in the doorway waiting for his return. He wanted his boots blacked. Doss, finding he could not follow his master up the round bars, sat patiently at the foot of the ladder.
He stopped over with me, got me full's a tick, and then robbed me." "Eh he robbed you?" "Yes, sir! He got me to drinking heavy. I like my stew a little, but he fixed me. Then he just went through me, but he didn't get all I had, you bet!" This was rich! "Lucky he didn't hit you on the head, and take the boat, too!" Doss grinned. "I suppose so." "Yes, sir!
"Yes, take things heasy, I say," chimed in the "Rabbit Queen." "I don't see what there is to wait for. Show me what is to be gained by waiting, and I will consider it." "Well, Bella; Doss here will tell you what we was thinking of; he puts things clear like." "What was in our mind was to talk the thing over first. Allus talk the matter well over, was my motto as a boy.
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