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Like everything Dutch, the boat was fitted up very neatly, and the students were much interested in exploring it. "Here we are, all on the raging canal!" said Terrill to his captain, as the team started. "If it comes on to blow, we can take a reef in the forward horse." "Or in the het jagertje," laughed Paul, who had been talking with Mr. Fluxion. "We'll take a reef in that now.
So long! I've got to hustle or I may miss my guess and my man." So saying, he nodded to Tom to follow him and strode away, leaving Bill Terrill on the threshold of discovery. Terrill's words about "no foolin' with that kid," coupled with his startled look when he beheld the fragments of clothing, had started a train of reasoning in the constable's mind.
The sums on the subscription papers were added up by Terrill and Pelham. "Sixteen hundred and fifty-four guilders!" exclaimed the former, when the result had been reached. "Four hundred and fifty-four guilders more than the sum required," added Paul, delighted by the intelligence. "Shall we give it all to the skipper?" asked Pelham. "I don't know. We will leave that to Mr.
Terrill, the first lieutenant. This was the captain's study time, for he was a member of the several classes, and in school hours was subject to the discipline of the professors, the same as other students. When the squall began to gather, Professor Hamblin was hearing the recitation in Greek.
Dad had our farm surveyed, charted, and the boundaries marked. I can show you the stone on the northwest corner; it's only a few yards away, over there." "Well, Perkins is havin' his acres surveyed now," said Terrill, "an' I'm one of the crew that's doing the job fer him. I'm axeman.
I'll show up on the Lazy K, where the whole outfit will swear I've been fer two days, if Hoover picks on me as one of the men he's been follerin'. You're safe. Nobody'd put killin' anybody on to you, let alone your ole frien' Terrill. Why, yuh ain't a man yet, Bud, though I don't it to discurrudge yuh.
"Don't do it, Terrill," said Paul, as he led the way to the deck, with his bundle in his hand. When they went on deck, Mr. Fluxion had just returned in the first cutter; and great was his astonishment, and that of the boat's crew, when informed of the exciting event which had just transpired.
Far from courts of justice and surrounded by men to whom death was often merely an incident in a career of crime, the settlers were forced to depend upon themselves to keep peace on the border. They acted quickly, but never hastily. Judgment followed quickly on conviction. Their views were broad, and rarely were their decisions wrong. "'Ole Man' Terrill," replied the Sheriff.
Forgetting his determination to ignore Payson, he asked anxiously. "You didn't see Terrill, did you?" "Oh, yes. Why do you ask?" Polly laid her hand on Payson's arm and told him briefly of the shooting of Terrill. "Who shot him?" he asked, when she had finished. "They don't know he was robbed of a pile of money Slim Hoover's just rode over to get a posse," she replied, looking toward the door.
All felt that they were not "playing sailor" then, but that the issues of life and death depended upon the exertions of the two boats' crews. "Have you any idea where we are, Captain Kendall?" asked Terrill, gazing earnestly at the distant shore, which was now revealing itself with greater clearness. Paul took a spy-glass and carefully surveyed the shore.
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