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"You start in to arrest me and you'll arrest two miles straight up above here, travellin' a hundred miles a minit." "There ain't any grit in him, Nute," mumbled Cap'n Sproul. "Jest give a whoop and dash on him." "That sounds glib and easy," demurred the prudent officer, "but if that man hasn't gone clean loony then I'm no jedge. I don't reckon I'm goin' to charge any batteries."
"'I'd like to, said Sam, 'if you're goin' to keep on travellin' this way. "'Oh! said Miss Denby, with a reproving smile. "'Yes, indeed, said Sam; 'for it reminds me of such a happy day. "'Oh! said Miss Denby, as she drove away with her nose in the air.
'But do ye know that I'm a missionary, an' do ye know what it means to be away from hum seven years, away in a furren land? "'Yes, sez I. 'It means a holiday of a hull year at the end, with yer salary goin' on, an' yer travellin' expenses paid. D'ye think, Mr. Dale, that the parson here ever gits sich a holiday? Y'bet yer life he doesn't.
I allow I'm next door to dumb myself with this hyar Mexican I'm er travellin' with." "That's so!" replied Sam Merrill. "When we fust got here, I thought I'd ha' gone clean out o' my head tryin' to make these Mexicans sense my meanin'; my tongue was plaguy little use to me.
"Coward!" he cried to Pinkey. "You don't dare get on him!" "Can you ride him 'slick, Pinkey?" asked Miss Spenceley. "I'll do it er bust somethin'." Pinkey's mouth had a funny quirk at the corners. "Maybe it'll take the kinks out of me from travellin'." He looked at Mr. Cone doubtfully: "I'm liable to rip up the sod in your front yard a little." "Go to it!" cried Mr.
'I got it of a travellin' peddler, that's far enough away by this time, and if you're sure it's bad I'm that much out of pocket. He seemed right concerned about it, and ast me if I hadn't no clue that I could track the peddler by; but I couldn't think of any, and I went home a good deal down in the mouth.
"But I hardly reckon them people would ever think 'bout guardin' thet way out, an' a good rider could make it easy afore daylight, an' catch the train East." "How do you get down?" "Through a long, twistin' ravine; it's a mean place fer travellin', an' you have ter lead the hoss till yer strike the sand." "Ever cross there yourself?"
"We transport scholars to the village here. That's been done for six years and over." "Then I claim the school-house and land," declared the thin man. "You do, hey?" "I do. I've got tired of travellin' round over this world, and I'm goin' to settle down. And that school-house is the only real estate I've got to settle down in. I'll keep bach' hall there."
Slick called my attention to the carriages which were exhibited for sale, to their elegant shape and "beautiful fixins," as he termed it; but ridiculed, in no measured terms, their enormous weight. "It is no wonder," said he, "they have to get fresh hosses here every ten miles, and travellin' costs so much, when the carriage alone is enough to kill beasts.
Show-folks," he added thoughtfully, "likes travellin' by night, I'm told. It's cooler." Two hours later, as the Brewery clock struck eleven, a canal-boat, towed by a glimmering grey horse, glided southward under the shadow of the Orphanage wall. It passed this and the iron bridge, and pursued its way through the dark purlieus of Bursfield towards the open country.
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