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Louis we had a big storm after midnight, with a power of thunder and lightning, and the rain poured down in a solid sheet. We stayed in the wigwam and let the raft take care of itself. When the lightning glared out we could see a big straight river ahead, and high, rocky bluffs on both sides. By and by says I, "Hel-LO, Jim, looky yonder!" It was a steamboat that had killed herself on a rock.
There, I see the foremost rider waving his hand," cried Col. Zane. "Oh, Bessie, Bessie! I believe Lew is right. Look at Tige," said Betty excitedly. Everybody had forgotten the dog. He had come down the path with Betty and had pressed close to her. First he trembled, then whined, then with a loud bark he ran down the bank and dashed into the water. "Hel-lo, Betts," came the cry across the water.
Milt straightened up and lumbered, "Hel-lo!" She peeped at him and whispered, "Hel-lo!" "Say, oh please, Claire I didn't mean " "Oh, I know! Let's let's go have breakfast." "Was awfully afraid you'd think we were fresh, but when we came in last night, and saw your car didn't like the looks of the hotel much, and thought we'd stick around." "I'm so glad. Oh, Milt yes, and you, Mr.
Next she stood upon her right foot and said: "Hil-lo, hol-lo, hel-lo!" After this she stood upon both feet and cried in a loud voice: "Ziz-zy, zuz-zy, zik!" Now the charm began to work. The sky was darkened, and a low rumbling sound was heard in the air.
An overturned tallow-dip dropped in a pool of wine and rolled down against the dead man's cheek, dabbling it with the color which would never return to it again. "Bet, ain't that Curly Gillmore that we knew three years ago at Coloma, when Allie died?" "Must be a-gittin' blind! Where?" "The feller all dressed up an' walkin' with the lady. Sure it is! Hi, Curly, hel-lo! It's Babe.
He must be almost forty, but he don't show it. I don't know, he ain't so good-looking, but he's got swell eyes." Ed Meyers turned the knob of the door marked "Private," and entered, smiling. Ed Meyers had a smile so cherubic that involuntarily you armed yourself against it. "Hel-lo Buck!" he called jovially. "I hear that at last you're taking an interest in skirts other than on the hoof."
He looked astonished, and says: "Hel-LO! Where'd YOU come from?" Then he says, kind of glad and eager, "Where's the raft? got her in a good place?" I says: "Why, that's just what I was going to ask your grace." Then he didn't look so joyful, and says: "What was your idea for asking ME?" he says.
"The bear 'll kill him!" "Oh, that would be dreadful!" replied Helen, in distress. "But what on earth can we do?" "HEL-LO, DALE!" called Bo, at the highest pitch of her piercing voice. No answer came. A heavy crash of brush, a rolling of stones, another growl from the slope told Helen that the hound had brought the bear to bay. "Nell, I'm going up," said Bo, deliberately. "No-no!
Albert and Maud had made two easy turns up and down the street when a man driving a span of large Black Hawk horses dashed up a side street and whirled in just before them. The man was a superb driver, and sat with the reins held carelessly but securely in his left hand, guiding the team more by his voice than by the bit. "Hel-lo!" cried Bert; "that looks like Brann." "It is," said Maud.
It hurt me to come home, unheralded. I came to the house where I had dwelt. I pulled the bell. There was no answer. I walked around the corner to the telegraph office. I was overjoyed to see lean, lanky Phil, the telegraph operator, half sleeping, as usual, over the key of his instrument. "Hel-lo, John Gregory!" he shouted, with glad surprise in his voice.
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