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"Why, jest this a-way," replied the trapper, almost irritating me with the prolixity of his style. "'Ee see them Injuns on t'other side o' the gulley?" "Yes, yes," hastily replied Seguin. "Wal; 'ee see these hyur?" and the speaker pointed to our captives. "Yes, yes!" "Wal; 'ee see them over yander, though thur hides be a coppery colour, has feelin's for thur childer like white Christyuns.
Even Deborah muttered, as she crept through, "'T looks like t' Devil's place!" It did, in more ways than one. She found the man she was looking for, at last, heaping coal on a furnace. He had not time to eat his supper; so she went behind the furnace, and waited. Only a few men were with him, and they noticed her only by a "Hyur comes t' hunchback, Wolfe."
"Plaise ye, worshipful masters," he said, being feared of the gateway, "carn 'e tull whur our Jan Ridd be?" "Hyur a be, ees fai, Jan Ridd," answered a sharp little chap, making game of John Fry's language. "Zhow un up, then," says John Fry poking his whip through the bars at us; "Zhow un up, and putt un aowt."
Load that ber'l agin. I guess we'll git a lot o' 'm afore we gins in. Cuss the luck! that gun, Tar-guts! Ef I only had that leetle piece hyur! 'Ee've got six shots, have 'ee? Good! 'Ee mout chock up the cave wi' their karkidges afore they kin reach us. It ur a great weepun, an' no mistakes. I seed the cap use it. Lor'! how he made it tell on them niggers i' the shanty!
I don't acknowledge yur right to this clarin'. I've made it; an' call it my own, as a sovereign citizen of these United States; an' I don't care a cuss for pre-emption right, since I don't believe in any man's right to move me off o' the groun' I've clared. But I ain't so durned pertickler 'bout this hyur bit.
Don't all speak at oncest!" "Here, Rube, here!" cried several, holding out their blankets. "E'er a one 'll do. We needs three: Bill's an' mine an' another'n. Hyur, Billee! take these afore ye. Now ride down the 'Pash trail three hunred yards, or tharabout, an' then pull up. Don't take the beaten pad, but keep alongside, an' make big tracks. Gallop!"
I thought he was dead. The men of our spring caravan told me so. They said that the wolves had killed him." "Wolves! durn it, I mout a know'd they kudn't a killed him not all the wolves on the parairies! Why thur ain't the scratch o' a claw on him! Whar did he come from anyhow? Who's brought him hyur?" I could see that Stebbins was desirous of parrying the question. He gave an evasive answer.
"You'll see better by and by," replied his comrade. "I had need ter, Rowl, or I'll butt my brainpan agin one of these hyur saplin's. Wagh! I cudn't sight a b'ar, if we were to scare him up jest now." About five miles farther on we reached a small stream. The storm had abated, but the stream was swollen with the rain, and we could not cross it.
"Thur's a good grist o' 'em," said Ike, "leastways a kupple o' thousand in the gang thur's bulls, cows, yearlins, an' young calf too, so we'll have a choice o' meat either beef or veal. Kin we do better than foller 'em up? Eh, Mark?" "Wal! I don't think we can, ole boss," replied Redwood. "They passed hyur yesterday, jest about noon that is the thick o' the drove passed then."
What's sauce for the goose, air likewise sauce for the gander. Yur pencil, ef ye please? I ain't much o' a scholart; but I reck'n I kin write my name. Hyur goes!" Spreading out the paper on the top of a stump, he slowly scribbled his name below mine; and then, holding the leaf before my eyes, pointed to the signature but without saying a word.
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