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I suppose you been keepin' it up same as usual trampin' and lookin'?" "Yes." This came as the mere stating of a fact. "And I suppose there ain't nothin' new no clew nothin' you can work on?" The speaker felt assured there was not, but it might be an encouragement to suggest its possibility. "No, not the slightest clew." "Better give it up, Mr. Felix, you're only wastin' your time.
"This gang," he said, "come out to hunt buffalo, an', accordin' to what Henry says, a war party he don't know how big is comin' this way huntin' him an' Paul. Well, ef it keeps on huntin' him an' Paul, it's bound to run up agin us, because Paul an' Henry are now a part o' our gang. Ez fur me, I've done a lot o' trampin' after buffalo, an' I feel too tired to run, I jest do."
An' so from mornin' till night they was together, traipsin' all over the house an' garden, an' trampin' off through the woods an' up on the mountain every other day with their lunch. "You see she was city-bred, an' not used to woods an' flowers growin' wild; an' she went crazy over them.
"'Hello, tramps'!" mimicked a third. The youth came slowly toward the fire. "I saw your fire," he said, "and I thought I'd stop. I'm a tramp, too, you know." "Oh," sighed the elderly person in the frock coat. "He's a tramp, he is. An' does he think gents like us has any time for tramps? An' where might he be trampin', sonny, without his maw?" The youth flushed.
"I'm a pilgrim, an' don't brake my leg upon the rock, an' my blessin' an you!" "Oh, murdher sheery! my poor child'll be smothered!" "My heart's curse an you! is it the ould cripple you're trampin' over?" "Here, Barny, blood alive, give this purty young girl a lift, your sowl, or she'll soon be undhermost!" "'Och, 'twas on a Christmas mornin' That Jeroosillim was born in The Holy Land'
Even Kitty noticed the new light in his eyes when they all came back, for Felix brought the two old painters into her sitting-room so that they might renew an acquaintance they had made on the night of the ball and "become better known to a woman of distinction," as he laughingly put it, which so delighted the dear soul that that night she said to her husband: "He'll stop trampin' pretty soon, I think, John.
"He may not be a tramp," said Matlack, "but he's trampin'. What are you goin' to do about him? Let him stay there?" "What's he doin' now?" asked Sadler. "He's cookin' for those two young men." "Well, they need some one to do it for them, and they didn't want to go to the expense of a guide.
Whar a angel makes dwelling-place thar oughter be a full crib, though it may be ambrosyer or mannar, or some o' them fixin's as a purairy man's stummick ain't used to. Anyways, a bit o' doe-deer meat won't do no harum. So, Walt Wilder, ole coon, let's you an' me set our faces southart, an' see what's to turn up at the tarminashun o' six miles' trampin'."
"Ay, they're some o' Elspeth's things, rale guid furthy claes," said Mrs. Morran complacently. "And the shoon are what she used to gang about the byres wi' when she was in the Castlewham dairy. The leddy was tellin' me she was for trampin' the hills, and thae things will keep her dry and warm.... I ken the hoose ye mean. They ca' it the Mains of Garple. And I ken the man that bides in it.
But in a little, as we crossed the moor toward his dwelling, his thoughts relaxed and he remembered my question. So he answered me thus: "Oh, ay; as ye were sayin', he's a queer man Yeddie-aye been; guid kens whaur he cam frae first, for he's been trampin' the countryside since ever I mind, and that's no yesterday. He maun be sixty year, and yet he's as fresh as ever.
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