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Updated: June 21, 2025
Of course, with me an' the boys watchin', you-all will be safe to go to bed. An' we're to rouse your guests early before daylight, to hit the trail up into the mountains. Tell them to pack outfits before goin' to bed. Say as your servants hev sloped, you might as well go campin' with the cowboys. That's all. If we hev any luck your' friends'll never know they've been sittin' on a powder-mine."
You failed to carry out your orders, and you had a dozen against three, and one of the three a negro." The man started away, but his lagging footsteps showed that he had something on his mind, and in a few moments I heard him coming back. "'Tain't no use to hunt for the man in the dark, and by sun-up his friends'll be buzzin' around here worse'n a nest of hornets.
"That's something I don't know," came the scout master's answer; "and what's more to the point I don't care, because we'll never stay here that long." "Glad to know it," said Bumpus. "P'raps now our friends'll be looking us up, and come to the rescue." "You mean Smithy and Bob White, don't you?" asked Step Hen. "That's who."
" I think we'd better get home," I said to my companion, when Rod had finished; and we climbed into the coupe, Tedda whinnying, as we bumped over the ledges: "Well, I'm dreffle sorry I can't stay fer the sociable; but I hope an' trust my friends'll take a ticket fer me." "Bet your natchul!" said Muldoon, cheerfully, and the horses scattered before us, trotting into the ravine.
"And now," said Marah, "I heard tell in Kent that you'd written home by the mail-coach, a full five days ago. Well, Jim, we're near the coach-road here. I reckon your friends'll be coming to see you by to-day's coach. If we go out into the road, to the 'Bold Sawyer' yonder, where they change horses and wait, I reckon you'll be able to save them some of their journey.
"How do you do?" she stammered. "We didn't know you were aboard," said Mrs. Waterbury, a silly, duck-legged woman looking proudly uncomfortable in her bead-trimmed black silk. "Yes I'm I'm here," confessed Susan. "Going to the city to visit?" "Yes," said Susan. She hesitated, then repeated, "Yes." "What elegant breakfasts they do serve on these boats! I suppose your friends'll meet you.
"Must he be kill?" inquired Henri, in a tone of commiseration. "Not at all" answered Joe, "we'll tie him to a tree and leave him there." "Then he vill be starve to deat'. Oh! dat is more horrobell!" "He must take his chance o' that. I've no doubt his friends'll find him in a day or two, an' he's game to last for a week or more.
"Must he be kill?" inquired Henri, in a tone of commiseration. "Not at all," answered Joe; "we'll tie him to a tree and leave him here." "Then he vill be starve to deat'. Oh, dat is more horrobell!" "He must take his chance o' that. I've no doubt his friends'll find him in a day or two, an' he's game to last for a week or more.
"I think we'd better get home," I said to my companion, when Rod had finished; and we climbed into the coupe, Tedda whinnying, as we bumped over the ledges: "Well, I'm dreffle sorry I can't stay fer the sociable; but I hope an' trust my friends'll take a ticket fer me." "Bet your natchul!" said Muldoon, cheerfully, and the horses scattered before us, trotting into the ravine.
'Well, they won't petition. 'But if they did, they couldn't get her out, I suppose? 'Well, not the first time, perhaps, nor yet the second, but tiring and wearying for a few years might do it. 'Does that ever do it? 'Why yes, that'll do it sometimes. Political friends'll do it sometimes. It's pretty often done, one way or another.
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