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"Oh, don't I, though!" snarled Dakota Joe. "I know who to thank for my bust-up you and that Hammond man. Yes, sir-ree!" "You are quite wrong," Ruth said, calmly. "But nothing I can say will convince you, I presume." "You can't soft-sawder me, if that's what you mean," and Dakota Joe absorbed another mighty mouthful. Ruth could not fail to wonder if he ever chewed his food.
Some bloomin' foreign kind that no White-man never saw nor heard of before?" "No sir-ree. There ain't anything better 'n White Pine for target and Ash or Hickory for hunting arrows. Which are we making?" "I'm a hunter. Give me huntin' arrows every time. What's needed next?" "Seasoned Ash twenty-five inches long, split to three-eighths of an inch thick, hot glue, and turkey-wing feathers."
But no, you fixed me for fair." "Wonota had a perfect right to break with you, Mr. Fenbrook," Ruth said decidedly, and with some warmth. "You did not treat her kindly, and you paid her very little money." "She got more money than she'd ever saw before. Them Injuns ain't used to much money. It's jest as bad for 'em as hootch. Yes, sir-ree!" "She was worth more than you gave her.
They jest shot a rancher who was a Britisher, an', they say there'll be war about it. I dunno. Does look as though our Government ought ter do somethin' to protect Americans as well as Britishers. But, hi tunket! Broxton hadn't ought ter gone down there no, sir-ree!" This sort of talk did not help Janice.
But horse-flesh seemed to be more palatable to him than fish; for, later still, I met him at Toronto, in Upper Canada, mounted upon a powerful dark brown stallion, and leading another, its exact counterpart. "Hollo, Button!" said I, in response to his cheery, "How de dew?" "On horseback again, I see; have you forgotten the Buffer-business, then?" "Forgot the yaller cuss!" replied he. "No, Sir-ree!
"I don't b'lieve you were as big a bear as I was," said Joel, sturdily. "No, sir-ree! And I went clear out to the tip of th' apple tree. Now could you do that, Dr. Fisher?" he asked triumphantly. "I wouldn't try it again, if I were you," said the little doctor, ignoring the question, while his fingers went rapidly on their work.
Ye see, they couldn't find that fault with 'Rill Scattergood." "But I venture to say that they did when she first came to Poketown to teach," cried Janice. "Oh, say! I sh'd say they did," agreed Walky, with a retrospective rolling of his head. "An' she was a purty young gal, then, too. There was more on us than Hopewell Drugg arter 'Rill in them days yes, sir-ree!"
"Gee-wheezes!" exclaimed Joel, his cheeks red as fire, and his black eyes sticking out. "See, Polly, I can ride as good as that man," pointing to the one who had so roused Mr. Atkins' admiration, "if I had five horses. Yes, sir-ree!" The farmers standing about burst out laughing, and punched each other to see him.
"Wall, wall, wall, so it's really you," said the touter of a fur house, in extremely friendly voice; "come in now and we'll hev a drink." "No, sir-ree," said Bill decisively, "I don't drink till business is done." "Wall, now, Bill, here's Van Roost's not ten steps away an' he hez tapped the finest bar'l in years." "No, I tell ye, I'm not drinking now." "Wall, all right, ye know yer own business.
"I thought best to pretend ignorance, pending my arrival at a solution of the difficulty." "Therein you showed a gleam of real intelligence. Having humored your boy all his life you could not expect to cross him in his first love affair and get away with it. No, sir-ree! The thing to do is to put the skids under Joey and his lady love before they know you know it.
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