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"I'd be a plumb fool if I didn't, miss," was Shelby's reply, and Peggy nodded and resumed: "I have paid seventy-five dollars for Salt, adding to that the one-twenty-five and the span, which I value at four hundred, would make it a square deal, don't you think so?" Bolivar looked at the girl as though he thought she had taken leave of her wits.
The backward glance nearly caused her a fall, for a big root in the path made her ankle turn, and Alex Shelby's quick grasp of her elbow was all that saved her. "It was my fault, Miss Lloyd," he insisted. "I should have held the lantern differently. There, I'll go slightly ahead and light the path better. Can you see all right, Bernice?"
Partly from confidence inspired by Mr. Shelby's representations, and partly from the remarkably inoffensive and quiet character of the man, Tom had insensibly won his way far into the confidence even of such a man as Haley.
"I've found a man who seems to know of Shelby's crookedness, and is willing to tell what he knows." "Well?" "Jap Hinchey." Graves's face lengthened. "That beast," said he. "Did you expect a Sir Galahad for such a service?" "What would the word of such a man avail?" "As much as any informer's; it isn't a chivalrous office."
"And you chose " The shabby figure she had seen descend from Shelby's office visualized itself sharply. "Yes poor devil I chose Kiska." Her mood veered, and she whirled impulsively toward him, all womanliness and contrition. "Forgive me. How could I know? I thought I thought " "That it was some heeler with a vote to sell?" Her face betrayed her. "Forgive me," she repeated.
Shelby's big house. The little cottage was covered with climbing roses, and the garden was full of beautiful bright flowers and lovely fruit trees. Uncle Tom and Aunt Chloe lived happily for many years in their little cottage, or cabin, as it was called. All day Uncle Tom used to work in the fields, while Aunt Chloe was busy in the kitchen at Mr. Shelby's house.
Sterling Price with a strong force, including, of course, Shelby's cavalry, entered southeast Missouri, and the day we arrived at St. Louis he showed up at Pilot Knob, only about 85 miles south of the city, where some sharp fighting occurred. There was now the biggest kind of a "scare" prevailing in St.
This is not a solitary instance; on the contrary it is typical of almost all that is gravely set forth as history by a number of writers on these western border wars, whose books are filled from cover to cover with just such matter. Among them were a large number of Shelby's men, under the command of Major Joseph Martin.
Hogan; all were from the North Carolina backwoods; their ancestry is shown by their names. They settled in Boonsborough and Harrodsburg. Like Logan he was born in Pennsylvania, of Presbyterian Irish stock. He had received a good education. Morehead, p. 52. Shelby's MS. autobiography, in Durrett's Library at Louisville.
A tradition, but probably truthful, being based on the statements of Sevier and Shelby's soldiers in their old age.
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