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Updated: May 15, 2025
One night my three thorough-bred stallions had their throats cut, an' then next time I went to town he came in when I was eatin' my supper, grinnin' as usual, an' asked me if I thought raisin' hosses would pay. "I knew what his game was an' tried my best to hold in, but I couldn't help tellin' him that I didn't suppose it would pay quite so well as hirin' out to murder hosses would.
"Well, the critter, who was really a capital fellow, used to join in the laugh himself, but still grinnin' is no proof a man enjoys it; for a hyena will laugh, if you give him a poke. So what does he do, but practise in secret every morning and evening at pistol-shooting for an hour or two, until he was a shade more than perfection itself.
I floated away, yellin' at her, an' she standin' on the bank grinnin' at me and cussin'. I've been havin' the awfulest day floatin' down the freshet, expectin' every minute t' be drowned, an' both sides pluggin' away at me whenever they ketched sight o' me.
I looked around in the dark, an' the' was ghastly waverin' flames all over an' I could see hideous faces grinnin' at me. I scuttled out o' that cellar like a homin' rabbit, an' ran around to the side door. Mrs. Cameron put her head out after a bit, an' when she found out who I was, she let her lantern down to me on a string, an' I screwed up my courage an' went back to the cellar.
It rose and fell several times, but with the same feeling of dead weight attached to it. Tom wiped the sweat out of his eyes and once again in a stormy voice he addressed his partner: "If you don't get off them handles I'll take a stick and knock you off. What you grinnin' at?" "Why, she's stuck, that's all. Drive your wedge " Jerry's words ended in an agonized yelp; he began to paw blindly.
"That's wot I said blood! When I woke up this mornin' there was blood all on that grinnin' joss the blood wot 'ad dripped from 'er shoulders when she fell." "Eh!" said Harley. "Blood on whose shoulders? Wot the 'ell are you talkin' about, old son?" "Ere" the fireman turned in his chair and grasped Harley by the arm "listen to me, and I'll tell you somethink, I will.
Just talk to hear yourself, I cal'late. What are you grinnin' at, Roscoe?" "I can't imagine, Lute. This clam pie is a triumph. May I have another helping, Dorinda?" Dorinda did not answer, but the second helping was a liberal one. She was so quiet and the glances she gave me from time to time were so odd that I began to feel uneasy.
"We cast our bread on the waters," she answered, "an' Providence jest kept a-handin' out the loaves." Again she said, "'T was grinnin' that done it.
Lead on to that raffle, though fwhat the mischief 'tis doin' so far away from uts home which is the charity-bazaar at Christmas, an' the colonel's wife grinnin' behind the tea-table is more than I know. Wid that I wint to the shed an' found 'twas payday among the coolies.
I was chokin' mad with thirst, An' the man that spied me first Was our good old grinnin', gruntin' Gunga Din. 'E lifted up my 'ead, An' he plugged me where I bled, An' 'e guv me 'arf-a-pint o' water-green: It was crawlin' and it stunk, But of all the drinks I've drunk, I'm gratefullest to one from Gunga Din. It was "Din! Din! Din!"
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