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"An' you can tan its hide," growled Jim Hart, "although your own needs tannin' most." A few minutes later the two were amicably dressing the body of the stag, but Paul was already asleep. He assisted the next morning at a conference, and then he learned what Henry and Ross intended to do.

Our deer have been often sent to England and Scotland. With respect to the elk, I despair of your being able to get for me any thing but the horns of it. David Ross I know has a pair; perhaps he would give them to us. It is useless to ask for the skin and skeleton, because I think it is not in your power to get them, otherwise they would be most desirable.

"No young lady at all, sir, but the daughter of a plain, respectable man that isn't going to see her fooled. Your hat to your head, sir. You'll be wanting it for the road." "Father!" cried Kate, in a voice of fear. Cæsar turned his rough shoulder and said, "Go to your room, ma'am, and keep it for a week." "You may go," said Ross. "I'll spare the old simpleton for your sake, Kate."

Then he tapped one of the wide metal cuffs at his wrist. "Trade this?" "That. More things." "Where?" Ross pointed downstream. "By bitter water trade there." The man appeared puzzled. "Why you here?" "Ride river water, like you ride," he said, pointing to the horse. "Ride on trees many trees tied together. Trees break apart I come here."

To his Terran eyes they were all superficially alike, but the one seated on a control stool had a cold arrogance in his expression, a pitiless half smile which made Ross face him squarely. The Terran longed for one of the Foanna staffs and the ability to use it. To spray that energy about this cabin might reduce the Baldy defenses to nothing.

He found a saddle-horse linked to the gate-post and Ross inside the house with a riding-whip in his hand, beating the leg of his riding-breeches. When Philip appeared, Kate began to look alarmed, and Ross to look ugly. Cæsar, who was taking his tea in the ingle, was having an unpleasant passage with Grannie in side-breaths by the fire.

We formed along one side of the room; the guards halted at the head of the stairs; Ross walked down in front and counted the files, closely followed by his Irish aid, with his gun-barrel cane raised ready for use upon any one who should arouse his ruffianly ire. Breaking ranks we returned to our places, and sat around in moody silence for three hours. We had eaten nothing since the previous noon.

They answered the cheer of the miners with a yell, at the sound of which many of the young men became panic-stricken, threw down their arms, and fled for their lives. Amid the uproar I could hear the loud voice of Ross urging his men to stand to their posts firmly and fight to the last, and a few obeyed, and poured straggling volleys upon the red coats.

In the Anglo-Norman ballad, "The Entrenchment of New Ross" in 1265 allusion is made to pipes and flutes, and carols and dancing. Another poem, dating from about 1320, refers to Irish dances in a flattering manner. The Dublin Troper of the thirteenth century has a number of farced Kyries and Glorias, also a collection of Sequences.

I've been noticing the Whitneys and their goings on for some time. I saw they'd got clean out of my class, and I'm glad my daughter hasn't. There's a common streak in those Whitneys. I never did like Ross, though I never would have said anything, as you seemed to want him, and your father had always been set on it, and thought so high of him.