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Besides a suit of clothes for town wear, it had contained a buffalo coat for his brother something scarce to see in these days. "Frank'll have to get along without it," he observed, philosophically, and took the next eastbound train.
"All I know is," said Tucket, "I'd be willing to have six candles, all lit, knocked down my throat, and eat taller for a fortnight, ef such a kind of a football, infernal machine, watch you call it, would only come to me." "Frank'll feel bigger 'n ever now, with a watch in his pocket," said the envious Jack Winch, with a bitter grin.
He stooped, lifted her frail form in his arms, and laid it on the leafy bed. Cutting a couple of hickory withes, he arched them over the cart, and gathering an armful of jessamine quickly wove it into an awning to protect her from the sun. She was quieter now, and seemed to fall asleep. "Go ter sleep, honey," he murmured caressingly, "go ter sleep, an' Frank'll take you home ter yo' mammy!"
"But it is just his one obsession. Frank must have known that." "And I've not the slightest doubt," said Jenny, "that that was an additional reason for his doing it." "Well, what'll happen?" She jerked her head a little. "Oh! it'll pass off. You'll see. Frank'll find out, and then we shall all be happy ever afterwards." "But meantime?" "Oh! Frank'll go and stay with friends a month or two.
Ferrier was pale when Frank asked "Where am I?" He waved the skipper aside, and set himself to comfort the brave man who had returned from the death-in-life of chloroform. "Bear down on our people and let my men take the boat back. I'm going to stop all night with you, skipper." "Well, of all the well, there sir, if you ain't. Lord! what me and Frank'll have to tell them if we gets home!
"O, of course!" sneered Jack Winch, who was watching the game, "Frank'll stop as soon as he is beginning to lose a little." Jack was not playing, for a very good reason. He had spent nearly all his money, and lost the rest. He had lost some of it to Frank, and was consequently very desirous of seeing the latter brought to the same condition as himself. The sneering remark stung Frank.
"I know, 'cause once the milkman let me sit on his horse and I felt the bone in his back. It didn't feel good." "Maybe the milkman's horse was awful bony." "He was," admitted Ted. "But anyhow you've got to have a saddle to ride a horse, lessen you're a Indian and I'm not." "Well, maybe after a while Uncle Frank'll give you a saddle," said Janet.
I've knowed Jim to trade off washin' the pots an' pans fer a lonely watch on a rainy night. All he wants is to see you show him the same as Nels is crowin' over. Then he'll crow over his bunkie, Frank Slade, an' then Frank'll get lonely to know all about this wonderful bread-machine. Cowboys are amazin' strange critters, Miss Majesty.
"I don't believe," Lancaster was smiling down at him, "I don't believe he's very keen about going, Steve." "Oh, Frank'll be all right," laughed Earle. "He's a good scout. Just had a sort of exiled feeling for a moment. He's a countryman like the rest of us. He doesn't like to leave home. I'm glad for him to go. He'll see something of the world." So spoke Steve Earle, the master.
Anyway, you'll be goin' along the street with Frank and another dog'll come up and he's afraid of Frank and mebbe he'll just kind of clear his throat or something on account of feeling nervous and not meaning anything, but Frank'll think he's growling, and that settles it. Eats 'em alive! I seen some horrible sights, I want to tell you!"
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