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The woman came in bowing and scraping to me, and the two little boys hid behind her skirts and peeked around at me with big white eyes. "Tell the gentleman," said Thatcher, "where you're going." "We're gwine to Canayda," said she, "'scusin' your presence." "How are you going to get to Canada?" asked Thatcher. "The good white folks," said she, "will keep us hid out nights till we gits thar."
Indeed I don't know now, 'ow we ever got on without 'er. Yes, it's you I'm talkin' about, miss, singin' yer praises, an' you needn't get as red as if you'd bin up to mischief! Pa'll say as much for you, too." "That I will!" said Mr. Beamish, opening his mouth for the first time except to put food in it. "That I will," and he patted Polly's hand. "The man as gits Polly'll git a treasure."
I wish you could hear him cuss on a Sunday jest one time, Aunt Minerva; he'd sho' make you open yo' eyes an' take in yo' sign. But Aunt Cindy don't 'low me an' Wilkes Booth Lincoln to say nothin' 't all only jest 'darn' tell we gits grown mens, an' puts on long pants." "Wilkes Booth Lincoln?" questioned his aunt. "Ain't you never hear teller him?" asked the child.
Cap'n Am'zon gits his pluck an' darin' from Cap'n Josh. "Well, mother knowed he must be out o' sight of Fort Adams and the Dumplin's when the storm burst, and that he'd take the inside passage, the wind bein' what it was. She watched from Rocky Head and she seen what she knowed to be the Bravo heave in sight.
"Oh, smooth; they ain't so easy for beginners, but when a fellow gits the knack of 'em they're a great deal better." Very different from the remarks of these laudatores temporis acti, were those of the rising generation. "How beautiful!" exclaimed Anne. "What wonderful skill! Can anything be more graceful?"
"By golly! he must sure have had it in for that fellow," mused Slim ponderously, "to kill him the way Andy says he did. By golly, yuh can't wonder his eyes stuck out when he heard Andy telling us all about it!" "I betche he lays for Andy yet, and gits him," predicted Happy Jack felicitously. "He won't rest whilst an eye-witness is running around loose.
"Nough!" growled Daws, angrily, and the word was hardly jerked from his lips before Chad was on his feet and prying Jack's jaws apart. "He ain't much hurt," he said, looking at the bloody hold which Jack had clamped on his enemy's throat, "but he'd a-killed him though, he al'ays does. Thar ain't no chance fer NO dog, when Jack gits THAT hold."
"We can't jest move him, not nothin', till the boys git along with the wagon, an' that blamed dope merchant gits around. What in hell ken we do?" "Wait." Nan's finality robbed her father of his complaint. "Guess we'll hev to. Say " "Yes?" "Do you guess he ken talk if he feels that way?" But Nan was no longer giving him any attention. All her thoughts, all her being was for the man before them.
"How you gits a runnink jump mit yourselluf!" "Prob'ly that gentleman, he's been awful busy to-day," said Johnnie, "and so he'll be here first thing in the mornin'." "Pos-i-tivvle!" comforted Mrs. Kukor. But late that night, when the whole flat was abed, he admitted to himself not only his disappointment but his keen chagrin.
"An' we had a hard an' tight agreement drawn up on paper, signed, witnessed an' recorded. 'Course it holds him as well as it holds me, but he gits the long end of that stick. W'en I read, or got it read to me, in the Seattle News-Courier, that the Karluk was listed as 'Arrived' in San Francisco, it was all I could do to git carfare an' grub money.
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