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"No," said Lydia drowsily. "You go on. Then what?" "Well, so I got Jim Ross to take over the stock an' run the farm to the halves. I took along a few essences to give me suthin' to think about, an' when I got tired o' rovin' I expected to turn back home an' begin bachin' on 't same's I'd got to end.
"I didn't see a sign of his eyes rovin'. Anybody with a grain of sense 'ud know his mind was pretty well made up." "Listen to that, now!" laughed Nanny, who was certainly good-tempered. "You're out there, Ju. No; but I'll tell you the way it was with him.
They went clare back to Bent's Fort to fix you. Them and that rovin' bunch of Mexicans that scattered along the trail with 'em in time of the Mexican War. They'd 'a' lost you but fur a little Apache cuss they struck out there who showed 'em to you." Jondo looked up quickly now.
She blushes to her eartips and hides her face in her hands once more. "Oh, oh!" she groans. "And I called you Hermes!" "You did," says he. "And nothing ever tickled my vanity half so much. I've lived on that for the last two months. Please don't take it back!" "I I won't," says Millie, lettin' loose one of them rovin' glances at him sort of shy and fetchin'.
And I probable wuzn't so dressy as Miss Sheba, 'tennyrate I hadn't no crown or septer, a brown straw bunnet and umbrell meetin' my wants better, but not nigh so dashy lookin'. But my feelin's all come from the name of the place we wuz bound for, and the patriarchical, Biblical past my mind wuz rovin' round in. Yes, my mind wuz rousted up and runnin' on the trimmin's of the Ark and Temple.
"Because it's o' no use to risk our scalps for the chance o' makin' peace wi' a rovin' war party. Keep yer head down, Henri! If they git only a sight o' the top o' yer cap, they'll be down on us like a breeze o' wind." "Ha! let dem come!" said Henri. "They'll come without askin' yer leave," remarked Joe, dryly.
"It's lonesome in a manner to think of the little ould bein' rovin' about the world like a wisp of hay gathered up on the win'; for all, tubbe sure, it's her own fancy starts her off." "I won'er where to she wint this time," said Mrs. M'Gurk.
I expect to see Susan Ellen well settled, she feels grown up now, but Katy don't care one mite 'bout none o' them things. She wants to be rovin' out o' doors. I do believe she'd stand an' hark to a bird the whole forenoon." "Perhaps she'll grow up to be a teacher," suggested John Hilton. "She takes to her book more 'n the other one. I should like one on 'em to be a teacher same's my mother was.
We are jest scabs we are!" "Tom, for God's sake " "Look here, woman you lay the weight of a hair in front o' me an' that devil that rovin' mad dog an' I'll kill you as I would a stingin' gnat! I won't bed with no woman with that sort o' pride. You've got to stand by me. I'll kill 'im if it takes twenty years.
She has tuck a new turn, as I wrote you in my last. She keeps boarders in the two spare rooms mighty nigh all the time, and she is figurin' expenses purty close. Sometimes it is a rovin' peddler at day-rates or a fruit-tree agent by the week.
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