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Updated: June 6, 2025
I do suffer terr'ble, miss, at times but ther's noa good in grumblin' is there?" Next door, in a straggling line of cottages, she found a gentle, chattering widow whose husband had been drowned in the brew-house at Beechcote twenty years before, drowned in the big vat! before any one had heard a cry or a sound. The widow was proud of so exceptional a tragedy; eager to tell the tale.
An' I know it's tough but consid'rin' how everlastin' eternally hard up we are, I reckon we'll have to ask contributions from the ladies, too, ef ther's any aboard eh, boy?" "Reckon so," replied Logroller, with a chuckle that seemed to inspire even his black domino with a merry wrinkle or two. "What's the use of women's rights ef they don't ever hev a chance of exercisin' 'em?
There are some men who are not taken in by a bit of fair hair. One knows what these cheap photographs are, how they distort and blacken. The girl who looked at me from this one appeared to be a monster. She had an enormous face, enormous spectacles, bands of galvanized iron drawn across her forehead for hair.... "Ther's just them two, 'er an 'er sister. 'Er sister ain't got a feller yet."
Meanwhiles we'll keep a smart eye, an' ther's allus someun lookin' on to see fair play." The old woman's reply gave this man, who had never before visited any place wilder than a European capital, food for reflection. This was his first glimpse of pioneer life, and he warmed toward the spirit, the fortitude which actuated these people.
Ther's the kiddies to home waitin' for her, and she's theirs, same as they are hers and mine. I tell you, you ain't going to keep her. She's got to come back." He drew a deep breath to choke down his fury. "Say," he went on, with a sudden moderating of his tone and his manner, taking on a pitiful pleading, "do you think you love her? You? Do you think you know what love is? You don't. You can't.
"As you please," replied Roswell; "you and Jeff may settle that between you." "And ther's nothing to sittle, as me mither used to obsarve whin she looked into the impty coffee-pot; Jiff won't pretind that he knows anything of this country so long as he is in the prisence of mesilf."
Ther's word got round you're pulling out. It's clear to me. A bunch of boys hit the trail out of here three nights gone, and I've a notion Idepski went with 'em. Are they wise you're pulling out? Sure they are. Why, in God's name, don't you quit it?" The man whom the forest world knew as Father Adam, but whom Bat knew as Leslie Standing, shrugged his shoulders.
"I ain't scairt o' no man, and ye know it's well's ye wanter know. I'd go in a jiffey, only bein a young man, I don' like tew put myself forrard tew speak for them as is older." "Why don' ye go yerself, Peleg, if ye be so dretful brave!" inquired Israel Goodrich. "That's so, Peleg, why don' ye go?" "I ain't no talker," said Peleg. "Ther's Ezry, he'd orter go, he's sech a good talker."
But one and all understood the threat and waited motionless. Nor did they have to wait long. "Gals," said Buck sternly, "this racket's played out. Ther's been shootin' to-night over the same thing. Wal, ther's going to be more shootin' if it don't quit right here.
I got a thousand dollars right here," he pulled out a packet of bills from his hip pocket, and held them up for the other's inspection "an' them dollars says ther's gold on your claim. An' I'm yearnin' to touch ha'f that gold. But I'm takin' no chances. I want it all wrote down reg'lar so folks can't say I sneaked around you, an' got it for nix.
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