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You sha'n't ever sit down to a meal in your father's and mother's house whilst this goes on." "G'lang!" said Barnabas. The horse started, and he bent to the plough. His mother stepped homeward over the plough-ridges with stern unyielding steps, as if they were her enemies slain in battle. Just as she reached her own yard her husband drove in on a rattling farm cart.
Next, lumber-wagon with load of boards; horse wants to turn up, and driver switches him and cries "G'lang," and the horse reluctantly goes by, turning his head wistfully towards the flowing spout.
A few seconds later there came from the midst of the obscuring cloud a voice, exclaiming: "G'lang there now, Boomerang! Keep to' feet a-movin' an' we sho' will make a record. 'Tain't laik we was a autermobiler, er a electricity car, but we sho' hab been goin' sence we started. Yo' sho' done yo'se'f proud t'day, Boomerang, an' I'se gwine t' keep mah promise an' gib yo' de bestest oats I kin find.
"I'll look after it until he comes for it," said Uncle Jack. "It isn't damaged any, and it will be all right. Few folks come down to this end of the lake in Winter. I have it all to myself." "You must be lonesome," remarked Freddie. "I am, sometimes. Often I wish I had folks, like other men. But it isn't to be, I reckon. G'lang there, Bucksaw." "Is that the name of your horse?" "Yes.
He came desperately on, cracking his whip, shouting "G'lang, Gee'p," rattling down hill, and galloping up, and whirling round corners, in spite of the warning "Steady, whoa!" addressed to him by our careful escort.
Then, lifting one huge foot, he put the fiddle under his chin, and, raising his bow till his knuckles touched the strings, he yelled, "Already, G'LANG!" and brought his foot down with a startling bang on the first note. Rye doodle duo, doodle doo.
In the management of mules profanity was considered an invaluable accessory in times of great emergency. At last Si climbed into the saddle, as proud as a King. Seizing the long, single line running to the "leaders" by which contrivance the army team was always guided he shouted "Git up, thar, Pete! G'lang Susan!" and the caravan started. But the unregenerated brutes didn't go far.
Then, lifting one huge foot, he put the fiddle under his chin, and, raising his bow till his knuckles touched the strings, he yelled, "Already, G'LANG!" and brought his foot down with a startling bang on the first note. Rye doodle doo, doodle doo.
Miriam herself opened the door and snatched Barbara within, and then laughed with her consummate impudence into both men's faces. "G'lang wid ye's now," she flung at them, "an' quit disturbin' dacint folks that likes to sleep o' nights!" She slammed the door upon them. They stood there a second or two, Wickersham an inch or more taller and inches narrower in shoulder and girth of chest.
Steve's wayside bower was invaded. "Get out of here! This ain't no time to be sitting on your tail, thinking of going fishing! G'lang!" Steve went, covered with dust, the shade of the uniform below never noticed in the furious excitement of the road. Life there was at fever point, aware that death was hovering, and struggling to escape.
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