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And I'm right sorry he's ridin' into this camp. You was talkin' of feelin's. Well, he ain't got any." Brewster loped up and dismounted. "What's your tally, kid?" Lorry shook his head. "Only this," he said jokingly. Brewster glanced at Waco. "Maverick, all right. Where'd you rope him?" "I run onto him holdin' up some tourists down by the Notch. I'm driftin' him over to Stacey."
"Bit o' wreckage from Barnett's derelict," muttered Trendon, scowling through his glasses. "Rides too high for a spar or anything of that sort," said the junior lieutenant. "She's a small boat," came in the clear tones of the lookout, "driftin' down." "Anyone in her?" asked Carter. "Can't make out yet, sir. No one's in charge though, sir."
They been hangin' in my ears, stayin' behind my eyes, lately, and I been driftin' up that way steady." "Why, man," cried Buck, "then what's there to keep you here? Jump on your hoss, and we'll head North in ten minutes." "I will!" said Dan, full as eagerly. "We'll start full speed." "Come on, then." "Wait a minute!" said Dan, his voice growing suddenly cold. "I been forgettin' something."
It was real touchin'. When last seen they was driftin' up Tremont Street arm in arm singin' 'Madelon, 'Boola-Boola, 'Harvardiana' and other appropriate melodies." "Just like the good old days, eh, Nicky?" suggests Mr. Robert. But Nicky only shakes his head. "You say they were not seen again?" he demands.
The gales is from the no'th an' they lashes the plains from the Bad Lands to the Rio Grande. When the storm first prounces on the cattle up yonder in the Yellowstone country, the he'pless beasts turns their onprotestin' tails and begins to drift. For weeks, as I remarks, that tempest throws itse'f loose, an' night an' day, what cattle keeps their feet an' lives, comes driftin' on.
"'Stave me, says old Garnett, solemn like, 'that's true enough. Sink her fer a fool, though, to be a-comin' down here to win back an old windjammer like me What? ye mean that old hag driftin' along the deck? Blast you for a red-headed shell-back, d'ye s'pose I'd take up wid wimmen av your choice?
The souls a sailin' and a driftin' through the dark night of despair a dashin' along through fog and mist and darkness aginst rocks. What it would be to one kneelin' in the lonesome night watches by a grave, if the dark sky could grow luminous and he could read, "Do not despair! I am alive! I love you!"
"Dad sez he wouldn't trust a ferryboat within five mile o' you," Dan howled cheerfully. "Why don't he git out, then? Who's hinderin'?" said the other. "'Cause you've jest the same ez lee-bowed him, an' he don't take that from any boat, not to speak o' sech a driftin' gurry-butt as you be."
You see, we was north of the Arctic Circle then an' still headin' north. But they was two hundred miners in there needin' grub if they wintered, an' we had the grub. "Well, sir, pretty soon they begun to pass us, driftin' down the river in canoes an' rafts. They was pullin' out. We kept track of them. When a hundred an' ninety-four had passed, we didn't see no reason for keepin' on.
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