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Updated: June 5, 2025
That day, there come on about the biggest snow-storm that there'd been in them parts sence the oldest man could remember. 'Twas this 'ere fine, siftin' snow, that drives in your face like needles, with a wind to cut your nose off: it made teamin' pretty tedious work. Cap'n Eb was about the toughest man in them parts.
Asked Hopalong, beginning to feel at home. "Oh, jest filterin' round like. I'm awful glad to see yu this yere wart of a town needs siftin' out. It was only last week I was wishin' one of yore bunch 'ud show up that ornament yu jest buffaloed shore raised th' devil in here, an' I wished I had somebody to prospect his anatomy for a lead mine. But he's got a tough gang circulating with him.
It would bring the goblins upon them to a certainty, she thought, to defy them in that way. But whether the boy heard her or not, he did not stop his singing. 'Thirteen, fourteen, fifteen This is worth the siftin'; Sixteen, seventeen, eighteen There's the match, and lay't in. Nineteen, twenty Goblins in a plenty. 'Do be quiet, cried the nurse, in a whispered shriek.
I serpose w'en he kaint get nary fish he do de same ez de 'bowhead' go er siftin eout dem little tings we calls whale-feed wiv dat ar' rangement he carry in his mouf." "But why don't we harpoon him?" I asked. Goliath turned on me a pitying look, as he replied, "Sonny, ef yew wuz ter go on stick iron inter dat ar fish, yew'd fink de hole bottom fell eout kerblunk.
And where would you 'a' been if I hadn't come siftin' along, I'd like to know? Might know you'd need a witness. Them two jiggers put together could easy make you lots of trouble. What was you thinking of, anyhow, Racey?" "How could I tell they were both gonna be together? Besides, three of the 88 boys were over in the bunkhouse. I was counting on them." "Over in the bunkhouse, huh?
It was the dernedest mess! I picked up somethin' Jess said was a pedal, a little piece o' shiny iron about as long as that, 'n' that was the only thing that seemed to have any shape left to it. The litter didn't make any pile at all jest a lot o' siftin' sawdust-stuff scattered aroun' on the rocks. "'She struck tol'able hard, says I, lookin' at Jud.
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