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"My son Daniel," the Captain introduced. "This stranger travels to Zion with us, Daniel, in the employ of Mr. Jenks." The youth had the grip of a vise, and seemed to enjoy emphasizing it while cunningly watching my face. "Haowdy?" he drawled. With that he twanged a sentence or two to his father. "I faound the caow, Dad. Do yu reckon to pull aout to-day?" "I have not decided.
"Here's Old Buster, the sack cleaner. Haowdy do, my friend? I'm sartainly glad to shake ye again." "Up to date," said Cooper, tying his shoes, "I've never seen you do any great shakes with Old Buster." "Oh, ain't ye?" snapped Sile resentfully. "Mebbe yeou've forgot that three-sacker I got with this club in the Clearport game." "Um-mum," mumbled Chipper.
The flies were kin of Benton. Captain Adams loped away, as if to town. Others went in. While I was idle at last and rather enjoying the hot sun as I sat resting upon a convenient wagon-tongue Daniel hulked to me, still snapping his ox goad. "Haowdy?" he addressed again; and surveyed, eying every detail of my clothing. "Howdy?" said I. "Yu know me?" "Your name is Daniel, isn't it?" "No, 'tain't.
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