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One t'ing's sartin, I neber saw him do nuffin' for fear, nor revenge, nor anger, no, nor yet for fun; allers for lub and," added Moses, after a moment's thought, "sometimes for money, when we goes on a tradin' 'spidition but he don't make much account ob dat."
"I'm willin' to take your word fer it, boss. But what's gittin' to worry me, by cripes, is all this here war-talk about Injuns. Honest to grandma, I feel like as if I'd been readin' " "Aw, it's jest a josh, Bud!" Happy Jack asserted boredly. "I betche there ain't been a Injun on the fight here sence hell was a tradin' post!" "You think there hasn't?" Luck looked up quickly to ask.
The two Princess Anne neighbors felt relieved of the long man's company, and Jack Wonnell lay on his back astern and grinned at Levin as if there was a great unknown joke or coincidence between them, finally whispering: "Where does he git all his gold?" Levin shook his head: "Can't tell, Jack, to save my life. Nigger tradin', I reckon. It must be payin' business, Jack."
Him an' Beetles was tradin' partners an' they ran the first dinkey little steamboat up the Koyokuk." "I don't think we'll try to pass them," Smoke said. "We're at the head of the stampede, and there are only four of us." Shorty agreed, and another hour of silence followed, during which they swung steadily along.
And somebody that ain't got brains enough to plug the hole in a watch-key has been talkin' around that Bud Shoop is a fighter, with a record for gettin' what he goes after. And that this same Bud Shoop is as honest as the day is long. Now, I've seen some mighty short days when I was tradin' hosses.
"It's plum amazin' ter heer ye norate thet ye've done been tradin' and hagglin' with old man McGivins long enough ter buy his logs offen him and yit ye hain't never met up with Alexander. I kain't hardly fathom hit noways." The shambling mountaineer stretched himself to his lean length of six feet two, and wagged an incredulous head.
But Wild Water laid a restraining hand on the eager Shorty as he explained. "I don't mean cooked. I want them with the shells on." "So that you can carry 'em away?" "That's the idea." "But that ain't hospitality," Shorty objected. "It's it's tradin'." Smoke nodded concurrence. "That's different, Wild Water. I thought you just wanted to eat them. You see, we went into this for a speculation."
Why a man wants to git hisself all stuck up with cinders an’ cover territory faster than th’ Good Lord ever intended him to travel—that’s some stupid thinkin’ I can’t take to. A good hoss, maybe a wagon, does a man want to do some tradin’ like Don Cazar—that’s right enough. But them trains, they’s pure pizen an’ a full soppin’ keg o’ it!" Drew looked about him.
Perhaps the mail would not have been tampered with had not Ben Moody, the lieutenant, possessed certain wisdom that seemed to promise more spoils. "Say, Cap," he said, addressing Hondo Bill, "there's likely to be good pickings in these mail sacks. I've done some hoss tradin' with these Dutchmen around Fredericksburg, and I know the style of the varmints.
"You needs some warm underclothes, and I'm thinkin' now you and Toby might take the dogs and komatik and go to Skipper Cy Blink's tradin' store at Deer Harbour, and take three of the marten skins and trade un in for a rifle and what you needs, and Toby can get some things we're needin' in the house." "Oh, I wish we could!" Charley exclaimed.
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