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He won't be long in finding a way to release me." "Miss, if you're dependin' on anything like that ter happen jest git it off your mind. Young Wild West ain't never goin' ter git out of here alive. I've swore that I'll kill him; an' ther boss of our gang wouldn't think of lettin' him live, nohow.
Toes!" an' all 'long that toe line yeh can git the same call to the brain. This keeps father quiet a long time, then sez 'e, 'I say, doctor, is ther' many of them nerves? ''Undreds of 'em. 'Hevery part of the body got nerves? 'Yes. 'Hankles? calves? shins? 'Yes, all got nerves. 'Well, doctor, sez father, quite triumphant, 'w'en yeh cut through hankles, shins, an' heverythin', all them nerves begin to shout, don't they? 'Yes, sez the doctor, not seein' w'ere father was at.
"Even your clumsy description has strangely stirred my youthful blood, and 'I longs fer ter see this hyar wonderful child dryad of ther primeval forest. If you ever go back there, you had better wear magic armor as protection against that illusive smile which seems to have cast a spell of enchantment over your civilized senses." "Pshaw, you needn't be concerned about my feelings for her.
He fought the tears back manfully, in a way that set the Padre marveling at his courage. After a moment he continued his interrogation. "What's your name?" he asked. "Buck," came the frank response. "Buck what?" "Buck jest plain, mister." "But your father's name what was that?" "Pop." "Yes, yes. That's what you called him. What did the folks call him?" "Ther' wa'an't no folks.
I ain't sayin' nothin' erginst sowbelly ez ther national food o' ther plains an' ther staff o' life in farmin' communities, but ez a steady diet it begins ter pall when taken day in an' day out with nothin' ter wash it down with but weak coffee made outer alkali water.
"Ther Second's comin' forrard for a hexplanation, Jaskett," Stubbins sung out. "You'd better go down an' change yer breeks." The Second Mate passed us, and went up the starboard ladder. "What's up now, Jaskett?" he said quickly. "Where is this light? Neither the 'prentice nor I can see it!" "Ther damn thing's clean gone, Sir," Jaskett replied. "Gone!" the Second Mate said. "Gone!
long ther tail like a ground Squirel which they Shake and make chattering noise ther eyes like a dog, their colour is Gray and Skin contains Soft fur Camped Set out early and proceeded on under a Gentle breese from the S. E. at 3 mes passed the place where Trodow wintered one winter
"Ther time hain't ripe," she found herself making impetuous declaration, "fer ye ter take no sich masterful tone, Bas. Matters hain't ended yet." But here she caught herself up.
"Like dolly, you will!" said Ben. "If it hadn't been for you they wouldn't be there. What's the reason we won't?" "Because you won't. I didn't make the wind." "No, but consarn ye, ye let it in, an' ye're an accessory before er after ther fact. I reckon both," said Bud. "Let it go, boys," said Ted. "Pick up the bills, and we'll count and stack them again."
I haven't caught him at it, or thar wouldn't've been no necessity o' chasin' him out. He'd've gone feet foremost." "What do you think of it, Bud?" asked Ted, handing the little mirror over to the golden-haired puncher. Bud took it in his hand, and looked at it a long time. "It shore is Stella's," he said. "I reckernize it by this leetle dent on ther side o' it."
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