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"Egad! plain enough, truly. Well, Mr. Duval, you may pass this time; we'll pitch into higher game. What do you say, Dick?" "Say? Why, that this friend of ours will have to git up mighty airly in the mornin', ef he finds us nappin'." "Let me tell you, it is no very pleasant fix, this, that we are in. Duffel fears we will betray him, and is resolved to prevent it by having us killed.
"Though mebbe that'd been useless. I think he was hidin'. He's precious shy of his red skin. I've been after him these ten year, an' never ketched him nappin' yet. We'd have done much toward snuffin' out Legget an' his gang if we'd winged the Shawnee." "He left a plain trail." "One of his tricks.
I suppose, though, that that would have been the logical procedure." Old John chuckled. "You're right, it would, with Fred Orcutt mixed up in it. But they didn't catch me nappin', an' I slipped the word to the city dads that I'd sell out to 'em, lock, stock, an' barrel, at a figure that would have meant a loss to Orcutt's crowd to meet.
For a long time arter that he did nothin' more in that way, till one time when the Blackfeet came an' catched daddy an' me nappin' in this very hut and we barely got off wi' the scalps on our heads by scrambling down the precipice where the reptiles didn't like to follow. When they left the place they took all our odds an' ends wi' them, an' set fire to the hut.
"Abe's out putterin' around, an' Hagar's nappin', I reckon or tryin' on her new dresses," he added as an after-thought. He was about to ride on, when a sound reached his ears, and he drew the reins tight on Patches and sat rigid, alert, listening. The perfect silence of the timber was unbroken.
I'd like to pick up a bit of my lost sleep while we wait, unless you object to standing sentry." "Not me, matey, I managed to snooze some during the time you were away. Lucky I had everything fixed for company and wasn't caught nappin' when our friend Oscar tipped his hat an' made his bow.
"`Golly, massa! he said to me after a couple or so of attempts that proved fruitless to ingratiate himself into the confidence of the gang, `you just wait; I catch dem black raskils nappin' by-an'-bye, you see, massa. You see, "speshly dat tarn markiss!"
What did I say just now, Kiddie? Thar ain't no trippin' you up or catchin' you nappin'." "I dunno if you're aware of it, Rube," resumed Kiddie, "but for the past two or three minutes I've had the corner of my eye on a canoe that's comin' this way down the lake. Who's at the paddle? 'Tain't Gideon's way of paddlin'. 'Tain't Abe Harum. Who d'ye reckon it c'n be?" Rube watched the approaching canoe.
The man grinned. The answer seemed to appeal to him, and he lowered the weapon, although he did not relax his watchfulness. "I got the drop on you, Johnny Reb; you're boun' to admit that," he said. "You didn't ketch Seth Perkins nappin'." "I admit it. But why do you call me Johnny Reb?" "Because that's what you are.
The folks that could suspect old 'Forty-niner' of wrong things'll be plumb ready to watch out for one another. Somebody'll be caught nappin', sure. 'Tisn't in human natur' to walk upright all the time, and it's foolish to expect it. But shouldn't wonder if I'd be the next one accused. And it comin' Christmas time too. Land! I'm so bestead I've sewed that patch in wrong side up. What? Hey?
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