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The keeper raised his gun with both hands, breathed on the mottled walnut-wood stock, and began to polish it with the sleeve of his velveteen jacket. Then he looked furtively at Jem Roff, then at me, and lastly at Mercer, before letting the gun fall in the hollow of his arm, and taking off his cap to give his head a scratch, while a grim smile began to play about his lips.
Mercer did not say any more just then, and I seemed to glide back into the cottage, where Mrs Roff was frying eel in a pan over the fire, and just as they had asked me to supper, and I was taking my place, a big bell began to ring, and Mercer shouted, "Now, Burr junior, time to get up."
Roff, heartbroken, explained that she had been under the control of Mary's spirit for the purpose of "curing her body," and told her that her parents would be sent for. But within five minutes she had again lost all knowledge of her true identity, and seemingly was Mary Roff once more, overjoyed that she had been permitted to return.
We saw, too, that they did not subside, but remained stationary. `It has reached the top of whatever has dammed it, thought we, `and is now flowing over. "`What a pity, Massa Roff, said Cudjo, as we wended our way back to the camp; `what a pity we make dat fine raff for nuffin!
They had droves of mules beating down trails through the deep drifts of the Sierras and the Rockies. On April 3, 1860, Henry Roff swung into the saddle at Sacramento and Alexander Carlyle leaped on a brown mare in St. Joseph, Missouri. While cannon boomed and crowds cheered in those two remote cities, the ponies came toward each other from the ends of that two-thousand-mile trail on a dead run.
"What have you two chaps been at?" cried Roff wonderingly. "The line's all twissen round his legs, and hold hard a minute till I get my knife. I must have that eel." "He's a two and a half pounder, he is," said Jem Roff as, after a bit of a struggle, he got tight hold of the writhing monster. "My word," he continued, holding it down, "he's a strong un!
"`They will be off now, I muttered in an undertone to my wife and Cudjo. `No doubt they will be off in a moment, and they are entirely out of reach of my rifle. "I had caught hold of the gun on first seeing them, and held it in readiness across my knees Harry and Frank had also seized their small pieces. "`What pity, Massa Roff, said Cudjo, `de big rifle no reach 'em!
To which she answered that she would gladly do so, and that among the spirits around her was one that the angels strongly recommended for this very purpose. It was, she said, the spirit of a young girl who on earth had been named Mary Roff. "Why," cried Mr. Roff, "that is my daughter, who has been in heaven these twelve years. Yes, let her come. We'll be glad to have her come."
But we did not, for a few minutes later we approached a swing gate, just as the keeper came round a curve in the opposite direction. "Here you are, then," he said, "just right. Farmer Dawson's gone off to market, and so we shan't have to ask leave. Come on, and let's see if we can find Jem Roff."
Roff should thence escort her home. En route there were sharp interchanges of personality, with the spirit control dominant; but when the office was reached it became evident that she had fully come into her own again. The night before she had wept bitterly at the thought of leaving her "father." Now she addressed him calmly as "Mr.
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