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And it's yours, Peep every red cent of it." "Excuse me, suh, and not meanin' to contradict you, or nothin' like that; but I reckin there must be some mistake. Why, Judge, I don't scursely know anybody that's ez wealthy ez all that, let alone anybody that'd give me sech a lot of money." "Listen, Peep: This here letter I'm holdin' in my hand came to me by to-day's mail jest a little spell ago.
I reckin mebbe dey's Injun blood flowin' in me." "All right, Red Hoss, let it flow. You just come on with me and I'll show you what you'll have to do. My name is Powers Captain Powers." Proudly sensing that already he was an envied figure in the eyes of the group behind him, Red Hoss followed the commanding Powers back through a canvas-sided marquee into a circular two-poled tent.
Let's see, now, whut was the name of the feller he killed that time out there at Cache Creek Crossin's? I actually disremember. I've heard it a thousand times, too, I reckin, if I've heard it oncet."
Dey brung his body all de way from Richmond, or Virginny, I fergit which, and lawzy, if de Cunel an' de Miss didn' take on somethin' awful. Dey sho' loved dat boy an' so did all of de niggers. Afte' dey buried him dey took his sword an' hung it on de wall of de parlor. I reckin it still dar. "Marse Ben went afte' dat. He was jes old 'nough to go but he went an' fought jes de same.
Ye thought my Pappy war the last of his line, jest as you're the last of yourn!" Her laugh now became quite uncontrollable, but between gasps she still fired taunts at him. "Didn't reckon yo' god Natur' could raise some-un weaker'n ye ter crush ye out! Didn't reckin hit war likely the last Dawson 'd be fetched down by the last Whitly 'n' her a gal!" As she descended to this, he arose.
You see, Judge Priest, when I wasn't nothin' but jest a shaver folks started in to callin' me Peep on account of my last name bein' O'Day, I reckin. They been callin' me so ever since. 'Fust off, 'twas Little Peep, and then jest plain Peep; and now it's got to be Old Peep. But my real entitled name is Paul, jest like you said, Judge Paul Felix O'Day." "Uh-huh!
He reaches fur his long rifle, an' he draws a bead on the foremost uv them sailors, the feller that speaks fur 'em all, an' he says, droppin' that fatherly manner an' speakin' up sharp an' snappy: 'I reckin we're either goin' to discover Ameriky, or go right back to Spain, which is it?
He knows these diggin's better'n any o' us; an' he oughter know whur to cacher, I reckin. He's did that, I'll be boun'." "Ay, if he would," said I, thinking that Seguin might have followed the captives, and thrown away his life recklessly. "Don't be skeert about him, young fellur. The cap ain't a-gwine to put his fingers into a bee's nest whur thur's no honey; he ain't."
He jus' looks ober de gate at de cullud angel an' he says: 'No 'mittance ahfter six o'clock. An' den he go in to his supper." "An' wot dat cullud angel do den?" asked Eliza, who had been listening breathlessly to this narrative. "Dunno," said Isham, "but I reckin de debbil come 'long in de night an' tuk him off.
The boy was thar, an' they say 'twas a sight ter see him. He's his daddy's son, an' a bigger young devil never lived, they tell me. He's not got to the whiskey an' opium yet, an' he jes' takes his'n out in pride an' temper. Nigger said he jest raved an' tore that night went into the Colonel's room an' cussed an' dashed round like he was gone mad. Kinder shamed, I reckin.
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