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An' then two or three o' the gals 'lowed they hed ruther walk back ter meet the wagin, an' whenst the boys 'lowed ter go on nuthin' war likely ter ketch 'em one of 'em bust out a-cryin'. Waal, thar war the eend o' that much! So the gay party set out on the back track, a-keepin' step ter sobs an' sniffles, an' that's how kem they seen no harnt.
An' he got old man Byars ter wagin him down ter Colb'ry, a-layin' on two feather beds 'count o' the rocky roads, an' thar he got on the steam kyars an' he rid on them back ter whar he kem from." Kinnicutt seemed unable to longer restrain his impatience. He advanced a pace. "Ye appear ter 'low ez ye air tellin' news I knowed all that whenst it happened a full year ago!"
"What things'll I put in the wagin, sur?" "Your baggage, your clothes," said I. "Shure, sur, ef I put my clothes in the wagin, it's little I'd hev to wear mysilf," answered the boy. "Well, well, then, go with Ned; he'll show you what to do."
It was a mighty handsome place inside, gilded an' carved all over like the outside of a cirkis wagin, an' when we went in the orchestry was playin' an' the people was comin' in, an' after we'd set a few minutes I says to Polly, 'What do you think on't? I says. "'I don't see anythin' very unbecomin' so fur, an' the people looks respectable enough, she says.
"Den, befo' I could parley any mo' about it, dey chucked me in de wagin and went down one of dem wide roads as hard as dey could tare and soon turned up at a 'spectable enough looking buildin'. Den dey tell me to git out, and when I go in dey feel in my pockets and take my money and say, 'Guess we better save dis, de bums will clean you up. Den dar I was with a passel of no count looking Niggers and some po' drunken white trash about de worst company I ever got into.
"Press right on across that rocky range yonder?" "Hum," resumed Pete, "that's so. They couldn't very well get that wagin across that, could they?" "Whatever do you suppose they've got a wagon for, at all?" asked Jack. "I've got my own ideas, lad, and I'll find out afore long if I'm right. Now, you and the other boys get back in that altar. If it gets too hot here, I'll jump in and join you.
Harrod, Logan, Ray, Wagin, Bowman, and many other fearless spirits, now threw themselves, like Boone, into the heart of the wilderness, and made their forts, or stations, as they were called. These were just like the home of Boone nothing more than a few log cabins, surrounded by pickets.
"Well, that's all right, now. Remember be jest here with all the clo'es ye've got, at ten o'clock, Saturday night ten days off cut 'em in a stick every day the next Saturday after the next one, an' don't git mixed." The boy assured him that he should make no mistake. "When I come, I sh'll bring a hoss and wagin. It'll be a stiddy hoss, and I sh'll come here to this stump, an' stop till I seen ye.
"When your mother died, just this side o' Sweetwater, Rosey," said Mr. Nott, with beaming unconsciousness, "she hadn't any trunks. I reckon she hadn't even an extra gown hanging up in the wagin, 'cept the petticoat ez she had wrapped around yer. It was about ez much ez we could do to skirmish round with Injins, alkali, and cold, and we sorter forgot to dress for dinner.
An' the young fry they hed hed a steady diet o' sermons an' hyme chunes fur fower days they tuk ter stragglin' off down the road, two an' two, like the same sorter id jits the world over, leavin' word with the old folks that the wagin would overtake 'em an' pick 'em up on the road when it passed.
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