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"Goodness! Why not?" "'Cause he ain't a sea-goin' man. There's a few o' such amongst Cape Codders. Us'ally they go away from the sea before they git found out, though." "'Found out?" the girl repeated with exasperation. "Found out in what?" "That they're scare't o' blue water," Washy said decidedly. "Nobody 'round here ever seen Cap'n Abe outside the Haven.
The Garibaldi March came to a noisy conclusion." "Oh, my!" sighed Delia, in her squeaky voice, "ain't that wonderful?" "I should say it was," Janice said quickly. "Wonderful, indeed!" "Oh!" shrieked Delia, flopping around on the bench and glaring at Janice, one hand clutching at her bosom. "You scare't me." "I think you ought to be scared. Your vegetables were boiling over, Delia."
Anyway, they scare't the white people something tremendous," and the old woman nodded vigorously. "Well, the neighbors who were traveling together hastened to turn their wagons so as to make a fortress sort of, of the wagon-bodies, with the horses and the cattle and the humans in the center. You understand?" "Yes," Ruth agreed. "I have seen pictures of such a camp, with the Indians attacking."
"But I had what they call down in the Spanish speakin' islands a machette a big knife for cuttin' your way through the jungle. I hauled that out o' the waistband of my pants and I began slicing at them snake-like arms of the critter and yelling like all get-out. "More scare't than hurt, I reckon.
"They're like you afraid of that rotten old volcano." "Blime me! Hand wye wouldn't they be scare't hof hit?" snarled the Cockney. "That bein' the general feelin'," Ditty said calmly, "why we'll stick to my plan. Let the old man dig it up hisself and bring it aboard. "It'll save us the trouble, won't it? And mebbe we can git rid of some of the swabs, one at a time " "Huh!" chuckled Bingo.
Well, and she did hear a noise, and came out into the kitchen, and there sat two great, black men, eating her best peach preserves, and the cake she'd made for the Ladies' Aid, to-day. She was so scare't, she couldn't speak a word; and they just laughed and told her to go back to bed, and she went. Poor-spirited, it seems, but I don't know as I should have done a bit better in her place. There!
"And why didn't he free this poor creature?" demanded Pratt. "How cruel!" "He was scare't," said Mack, pulling his mules out of the trail so as to drive around the burning wagon. "Or mebbe the hawse fell. Like enough that's it." Frances said nothing more. She was wondering if this abandoned wagon was the one she had seen turn into the trail from Cottonwood Bottom early in the day?
"What in thunder was that?" he yelled, highly excited. "A jack-rabbit," growled Mack. "And going some. Something scare't that critter, sure's you're bawn!" "Didn't you ever see a jack before, Pratt?" asked Frances, her tone a little queer, he thought. "Not so close to," admitted the young fellow, as he scrambled to his feet.
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