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He of the chevrons waved his companions out. "Hi'm from Hingland, sir," he answered. "Sergeant Kippis his my name. Will you 'ave some 'soldier's coffee, sir?" Dallas hurried past him and into the newly dug tunnel. Overhead was a serene sky. Between shack and river lay a dazzling mile of drifts. And midway, brisket deep, but advancing resolutely, and bugling at every floundering step, was Simon!
Bill had already hinted at the prospective peril of a encounter with the people of the country. "Tell us, Bill. What is it?" "Well, young masthers, it beant much, only that my own brother was wrecked some 'ere on this same coast. That was ten years agone. He never returned to owld Hingland." "Perhaps he was drowned?" "Betther for 'im, poor boy, if he 'ad. No, he 'adn't that luck.
"I 'ope," he said, in cockney dialect, "that I never shall be obliged to earn my living in a country vare the spiders are as big as a 'at, and as savage as a bull dog vare snakes crawl into bed vith yer, and drive yer out and vare the inhabitants had rather tell a lie than the truth. I'm going 'ome to Hingland, and those vot vant gold may come 'ere and dig it if they please, for all I care."
Billy heard their remarks about the "bloody 'eathen in Hamerica," "the greatness of hall things hin Hingland," "slow horses," "bad drivers," and all such talk, and drove calmly on into Horsehoe. There the horses were changed, and the six hitched to the coach were wild Pony Express animals that had been only partially broken in as a stage team, which Billy delighted in driving.
"I've settled matters with the woman here," she said, "an' I think you'll like the way I've done it. I couldn't stand her follerin' me about, an' sayin' 'ow they did things in Hingland, while her red-faced girl was a-spendin' the days on the airy steps, a-lookin' through the railin's. 'Now, Mrs.
Hingland, France, Rooshia, Japan, that's one side, an' Germany and Austria on th' other." "America in it?" demanded Madden. "Right enough. Canada is sendin' troops and " "America! America! The United States of America!" "Oh, no, she's the only nootral in th' whole world among th' big powers! But she'll be in soon enough!" "What's this we're on?" inquired Caradoc. "It isn't a warship?"
I have oftin, smokin my own shroot in silents in a corner of the Diwann, listened to Jools and his friends inwaying aginst Hingland, and boastin of their own immortial country. How they did go on about Wellintun, and what an arty contamp they ad for him! how they used to prove that France was the Light, the Scenter-pint, the Igsample and hadmiration of the whole world! But to our tail.
A good woman in Arkansas said I talked 'mighty crabbed like. But a man who travelled in the next seat to me, across Southern Illinois, after talking with me for a long time, said, 'Wal, now, you dew talk purty tol'eble square for an Englishwoman. You h'aint said 'Hingland' nor 'Hameriky' onst since you sot there as I knows on!" Mrs.
"Blast my tarry top-lights and to'gallant eyebrows. Do you call this a town?" demanded Bill. "Folk does not call a thing like this a town in old Hingland." "Aye, old England forever," cried the Captain, standing up. "Boys, fill your cups all round, and we will drink a health to our dear old mammy."
I know that feyther, both before and after his removal to Lunnon, used to make us all drink the ''Ard ware of Old Hingland' by witch," she proceeded, correcting herself by a reproving glance from the sheriff "by witch he meant what he called the glorious sinews of the country at large, lestwise in the manufacturing districts.
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