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Updated: July 27, 2025
At that moment it seemed as if there were two boys in the camp, and that these two were sun-blackened, toil-roughened Joses, and Bart. For these two could not conceal their eagerness to be of the hunting party, and every now and then Joses kept stealing a quick, animal-like glance at Bart, while the latter kept glancing as sharply at the frontiersman.
"I decide to hev you keep yer hum, an' the things in it, an' me too. The hull on it is, Miss Di-an, I won't be left!" and Unavella buried her face in her hands and sobbed aloud. "You dear Unavella!" Miss Diana laid her soft hand upon the toil-roughened ones. "If you only knew how I dread the thought of leaving you! But what else is there for me to do?" "Gentlemen boarders," was the terse reply.
"I shouldn't want him running among my cattle; he'd bite 'em and give 'em the rabies," he remarked. Janet caught and pressed his toil-roughened hand. "You'll never know how much I thank you for coming in just when you did," she cried. "Pshaw, your father would have showed up and stopped him." "I'm not so sure. Father has no weapon, and that man did have one.
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