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You see, I've reformed consid'r'ble since -since last summer, and I j'ined a surveyin' crew; axeman now, rodman later, if I'm good, an' " "But why did you want to see me? Was it about this boundary question?" "Oh, you admit there is some question about it, after all?" "Are you trying to pump me, Terrill?" asked Ralph, shrewdly suspicious.
Garth looked at Natalie dubiously. "Yes," she said boldly. "Well, it was three years ago," began Tom Lillywhite, with the zest of the true story-teller. "The Gov'ment sent four surveyin' parties in; and I had more'n I could do freightin' from the Settlement to the different camps.
I call this a bottle of something that looks wery much like a wine." "Claret, as I live! Why, where should light-house keepers get the taste for claret?" "I've thought of that myself, Mr. Mulford, and have supposed that some of Uncle Sam's officers have brought the liquor to this part of the world. I understand a party on 'em was here surveyin' all last winter.
Matt wouldn't have told them anything but when he found they were surveyin' Vinegar Creek and goin' on up to Buffalo next he could see right off that they had good chances of runnin' right into the cave, so he gets ahead of 'em by tellin' all about it and making 'em promise equal shares if they found anything." "Clever Matty!" exclaimed Chick-chick. "Yes, he's clever, Matty is.
He held one gun in direct alignment with Lee, low down, and with the other he rapped on the table. The gasp that went up from round that table proved that some one saw the guns were both cocked. "Did I understand you to say Neale lied aboot them surveyin' figgers?" he queried, gently. Allison Lee turned as white as a corpse.
An' I been surveyin' de lan'scape o'er tryin' ter think about eve'ything I can do ter start right. I'm a-startin' wid dem chillen, puttin' 'em in mo'nin' fur Ca'line. Den, fur Pete, I gwine ring de changes on Ca'line's goodness tell he ax me, for Gord sake, ter stop, so, in years ter come, he won't have nothin' ter th'ow up ter me. An' you know de reason I done tooken fo' days off, missy?
Harkutt's mind synonymous with ceasing from troubling, "and after supper, while I'm in the parlor with your father and sisters, you kin sit up here by the fire with your book." "But," persisted the boy in a flash of inspiration, "is popper goin' to join in business with those surveyors, a surveyin'?" "No, child, what an idea! Run away there, and mind! don't bother your father."
"So we-all goes weavin' over to the Red Light, Jack an' Pickles surveyin' each other close an' interested, that a-way, an' the rest of us on the quee vee, to go swarmin' out of range if they takes to shootin'. "'It's shore sad to part with friends, says Pickles, as he secretes his nose-paint, 'but jest the same I must saddle an' stampede out of yere.
"She might not be there if we stayed away all night. Besides, I'm scared to leave it alone by itself." "Leave what?" gasped Winthrop. "It. The find I made while you was out surveyin' the Santa Fé. I was feared you'd get nervous prosecution if I told you all to once, so I breaks it easy like." "What was it?" "Nothin' but a tent in the cañon we're campin' in.
Boggs says he'll go after it, when Tutt breaks in an' announces that he's got a bluff to hand up. "'If I'm dead certain, says Tutt, surveyin' of the Signal party a heap doubtful; 'if I was shore now that this gent wouldn't leave the reservation none, I'd go that bond myse'f.
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