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All the juice like goes to my arms now I've no legs that's how I reck'n it be." "We must get in before they come again. Quick!" "Ah, they won't come again, sir. Easy satisfied, the Gap Gang. Got no guts because they got no God.... Ah, here's Mr. Joy!" The Parson was coming across the greensward, high and mighty as a turkey-cock. The Gentleman was standing among the sycamores, laughing.
We laid low and kept still, and never shoved out till nearly ten o'clock; then we slid by, pretty wide away from the town, and didn't hoist our lantern till we was clear out of sight of it. When Jim called me to take the watch at four in the morning, he says: "Huck, does you reck'n we gwyne to run acrost any mo' kings on dis trip?" "No," I says, "I reckon not."
'Ay, returned the man, 'it's somebody lookin' like a lord, and has a small friend wi' shockin' old hat, and I see ye come out o' the Green Drag'n this mornin' I don't reck'n there's e'er a mistaak, but I likes to make cock sure. Be you been to Poortigal, sir? 'Yes, answered Evan, 'I have been to Poortigal.
He forgot to curse James Moore; he forgot to sneer at Owd Bob; he rarely visited the Sylvester Arms, to the detriment of Jem Burton's pocket and temper; and he was never drunk. "Soaks 'isseif at home, instead," suggested Tammas, the prejudiced. But the accusation was untrue. "Too drunk to git so far," said Long Kirby, kindly man. "I reck'n the Cup is kind o' company to him," said Jim Mason.
Not detectives, or nothin', just fellers that was hired, an' was dyin' for excitement. I reck'n some o' the passengers was as tired o' bein' held up as those fellers was pinin' for excitement, an' when String an' Ham an' Whiff made their poor little play, they musta thought they'd struck a hornet's nest." "But to hang them," Whitey protested. "Why didn't they shoot them, if they had to kill them?"
Didn't she tole you dat she ain' on yo' side?" "Well, bless her heart, then." "I circumscribe ter dat ar." "Aren't you on our side?" "I'se des 'twix en 'tween all de sides." "You're all right, Aunt Jinkey. I'd trust you with my life." "Reck'n you hab ter dis eb'nin'." "Well, about Miss Lou you say she has trouble to hold her own. How's that?" "Dem's fambly matters."
We are none of us in a mood for trifling to-day." Then the old woman's wrath burst out. "You 'speck I'se feared ter speak fer dat chile w'at stan' by me so? Bettah be keerful yosef, mistis; you alls gittin' on ve'y scarey groun' wid Miss Lou. You tink you kin do wid her w'at you pleases des ez ef she a lil gyurl baby. I reck'n her moder come out'n her grabe ter look arter you ef you ain' keerful."
Another moment of silence was followed by a brighter glare, as the sky in the south caught the reflection of the northern lightning. The former rumble was succeeded by a more distinct series of crashes, as though the storm gods of Indian belief were warming up to their work. "Reck'n she's comin' this way," said Bill Jordan.
The negro hitched up onto the bench, the whites of his eyes conspicuous as he stared uneasily about he had a short, squatty figure, with excessively broad shoulders, and a face of intense good humor. "I reck'n dat am consider'ble ob a story, Massa Jack, de circumlocution ob which would take a heap ob time tellin'," he began soberly. "But it happened 'bout dis away.
Ef I hed a plug o' bacca for every grizzly I've rubbed out, it 'ud keep my jaws waggin' for a good twel'month, I reck'n. Ye-es, strengers, I've done some bar-killin' I hev that, an' no mistake! Hain't I, Mark? "Wal, I wur a-gwine to tell you ov a sarcumstance that happened to this child about two yeern ago. It wur upon the Platte, atween Chimbly Rock an' Laramies'.
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