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Updated: June 26, 2025
Wot's more, you talked about the waves comin' in an' not reachin' 'us, you said. 'Oo was it with yer? Think now! Man or woman?" "A woman," he answered after a pause, knitting his brows. "Wot like?" Then happened something for which so quiet his words had been Tilda was in no wise prepared.
I stops jest behind it, old bald-face comin' all the time. It was jest then that fear came to me. I yelled like a Comanche Indian as he raised up to come over the log, and fired my hat full in his face. Then I lit out. "Say! I rounded the end of that log and put down the hill at a two-twenty clip, old bald-face reachin' for me at every jump.
It was rainin' in tons all this time an' I fancy the Left'nant's opinion o' the Am. Col.'s job had reined back another pace or two, especially as he'd slipped an' come down full length in the mud when haulin' on the drag-rope, an' had also slid one leg in the ditch well over the boot-top in reachin' out for a good swipe wi' the cane.
I jumps up when I realizes things, grabs my raiment, an', gettin' my hoss outen the corral, goes p'intin' down the pike more'n a mile 'fore I even stops to dress. The last I sees of the old man lie's buckin' an' pitchin' an' tossin', an' the females a-holdin' of him, an' he reachin' to get a Hawkins's rifle as hangs over the door. I never goes back no more, 'cause he's mighty tindictive about it.
'And why didn't you fry more pork? "He was reachin' out for the johnnycake, but I pulled it out of his way. "'Wait a minute, Mr. Williams, says I. 'While you was snoozin' last night I made out a kind of manifest of the vittles aboard this shanty. 'Cordin' to my figgerin' here's scursely enough to last one husky man a week, let along two husky ones.
"Any man as would give forty shillin' for a garment as is no mortal good agen the cold not reachin' fur enough, even if it do be silk, an' all worked wi' little flowers is a dommed fool! "Assuredly!" said I, with a nod. "Howsomever," he continued, "it's a handsome weskit, there's no denyin', an' well worth a woman's lookin' at a proper man inside of it." "Not a doubt of it," said I.
By good fortune the wall stood the shock, and the schooner stuck fast just before reachin' it, but so near that the end of the jib-boom passed right over the place where the household lay holdin' on for dear life and half drowned. It was a tremendous night," concluded the captain, "an' nearly everything on the islands was wrecked, but they've survived it, as you'll see.
"'Tain't 'kase I doan want ter gib yo' dat papah, suh," he began confusedly, edging toward the open hall door. "But de cunnel, he brunged meh up ter obey his odders, same as he done Miss Nancy. His word wore law to eb'ry one on de plantashun. I reckon I'se jes' got ter fin' some way ob reachin' Miss Nancy." "You won't have to reach far," volunteered a familiar voice from the doorway.
She threw a kiss toward the cabin under the trees and shook with silent laughter as she muttered, "Dat fer you, Chunk. You de beat'nst nigger I eber see. You mos' ez bro'd ez I is high, yit you'se reachin' arter me.
"Well," retorted the gambler, "ain't that the kind to lay violent hands on? You wouldn't expect me to choke old Judge Kenny, or that little Jap laundryman, would you?" "But O'Rourke is dangerous. He's got two guns reachin' down to his hocks an' he's tellin' everybody he'll get you on sight." "Barkin' dogs never bite, Dan. However, I wish you'd carry a message for me. Will you?" "Who to?"
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