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Updated: June 4, 2025
The old man's eyes twinkled. "By gracious, we're well met! I never was in a bigger hole in my life. One of my sons has left me. I bought him out, and he's joined my enemy Belloc." "Yes, I know," remarked Tarboe. "My other son, he's no good. He's as strong as a horse but he's no good. He paints, he sculps. He doesn't care whether I give him money or not. He earns his living as he wants to earn it.
But 'tain't likely he stayed thar; he kedn't keep long off o' the purairas. I tell ye, boys, these hyar Injens hev been makin' mischief somewhar'. Look thar, look at them leggin's! Thar's no eend o' white sculps on' 'em, an' fresh tuk, too!" The eyes of all turned towards these terrible trophies that in gory garniture fringe the buck-skin leg-wear of the savages.
De first I killed was a 'harp; an' den I killed a 'hood' wid de first lick; an' den a 'jenny' an' tree 'white coats; but I took my toe to dem, an' all of 'em in a bit of a hollow not bigger den dis fo'c's'le, an' I sculped dem an' put dere sculps on a pinnacle; an' so it was all day an' de next.
The old man's eyes twinkled. "By gracious, we're well met! I never was in a bigger hole in my life. One of my sons has left me. I bought him out, and he's joined my enemy Belloc." "Yes, I know," remarked Tarboe. "My other son, he's no good. He's as strong as a horse but he's no good. He paints, he sculps. He doesn't care whether I give him money or not. He earns his living as he wants to earn it.
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