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The Delaunays brought a carriage-load of girls, who laughed a great deal in the soft, full voices the far South gives her daughters. From the Hugers' party came scraps of talk about "the City," and the "Isle of Palms." There was a wagon-load of people from the Buck Mountain House, too, friends of the Hugers.
"And so you perceive, Emma, instead of a wild turkey I have brought an Indian squaw," said Alfred. "I love you better for your kindness, Alfred," replied Emma, "than if you had brought me a wagon-load of turkeys."
He gave me a tent, camp-stove, dishes, pots, gun, fishing-tackle, a big canvas coat with dozens of pockets riveted on it, a canvas hat, rods, reels, boots that came up to my hips, and about a wagon-load of things in all. He was a real good fellow. We laid in a stock of canned and condensed provisions, and I bought a book on camping out so as to be well posted on the subject.
"The Colonel says there's a wagon-load o' rations on the way here," said Si, sinking wearily down on the ground by the fire, and putting out his hands over the feeble blaze. "Let's wait till we git something to eat. Mebbe we'll feel more like work after we've eaten something."
'I have bought a wagon-load of amusement, but I can carry it home well enough myself; I have spent all my money in this box of tools. 'A very sensible and useful purchase, said the gentleman; 'they will give you plenty of pleasant employment. The only objection is, that they are likely to be lost or broken at school. 'I do not mean to take them to school, papa.
And before that ..." "Oh, forget it." Rand dismissed Geraldine with a shrug. "I know she was talking through a highball glass. As far as selling the collection is concerned, you just let Rivers sell you a bill of something you hadn't gotten a good look at. He's a smart operator, and he's crooked as a wagon-load of blacksnakes.
The next morning early, before the dew was off the young grass, Stephen Wheaton started with the wagon-load, driving the great gray farm-horse up the side of Silver Mountain. The road was fairly good, making many winds in order to avoid steep ascents, and Stephen drove slowly. The gray farmhorse was sagacious.
You must always let us know when you're going to work, though, so we can keep account of your time and give your credit." "All right," said Alex, "when can I get the sand?" "Monday morning," said Bob, "and your uncle can keep account of how much you get." On Monday morning Joe Williams took the new team and went to town for a wagon-load of Portland cement.
That morning the last straw fell in a demand for a wagon-load of rations to be delivered before noon, and, worn to the edge of his patience, Bill had sent a reckless refusal. And now he was waiting on the stoop of his store, looking at the mouth of the Gap and waiting for it to give out into the valley Captain Wells and his old gray mare.
The town messengers had scarcely left him, when there arrived the rich manufacturers, Wegeli and Wuerst, with a wagon-load of gold and silver bars which Gotzkowsky had promised to keep in his fire-proof cellars.
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