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Well, every now and then, when a feller goes to look for his horse, he sees his tail a-stickin' right out an eend, from one of these honey pots, and wavin' like a head of broom corn; and sometimes you see two or three trapped there, e'enamost smothered, everlastin' tired, half swimmin' half wadin', like rats in a molasses cask.
Shure, it doesn't always shtart wid the sun shinin. 'Will ye marry me? says Teddy Flynn to me. 'I will, says I. 'Then I'll come back from Canaday to futch ye, says he, wid a tear in his eye. "'For what's a man in ould Ireland that has a head for annything but puttaties! There's land free in Canaday, an' I'm goin' to make a home for ye, Mary, says he, wavin' a piece of paper in the air.
Dis wuz 'bout de las' o' spring, you know. Dat night ole missis made Marse Chan dress up in he uniform, an' he sut'n'y did look splendid wid he long mustache an' he wavin' hyar and he tall figger. "Arfter supper he come down an' sez: 'Sam, I wan' you to tek dis note an' kyar it over to Cun'l Chahmb'lin's, an' gi' it to Miss Anne wid yo' own han's, an' bring me wud what she sez.
'Course, lookin' out the window is fine. See them there mesas dancin' in the sun, and the grass wavin' and me cows grazing and 'way off like in a dream them blue hills! It's sure a millionaire picture! And it don't cost nothin'." "That's the best of it!" said Corliss heartily. "We're going to build over on the mesa near the fork. You remember?"
You see I seen the tracks on the trail, foot-tracks, and fresh ones, goin' on toward the Dead Line, and so I kinder felt sart'in o' a hold-up. When I come to ther pass I seen ther top o' a small tree wavin' and knowed somebody were up in it looking over t'other trees.
She sets easy in the water. She will make as trim a fore and aft as ever left this harbor." He was now opposite the newly-painted black and green hull. "Massy!" he exclaimed, resting on his oars, "What's that on deck? A hen there? Somebody is wavin' suthin'. Something must be wrong there. Let me take a nearer look."
"Fall in!" says the sergeant. "By twos! Right about! March!" So when I rounds into the street again and bears down on this gang foreman I has him bug-eyed from the start. He don't seem to know whether he's being pinched or not. "What's your name, my man?" says I, wavin' the Q. M.'s order threatenin'. It's Mike something or other, as I could have guessed without him near chokin' to get it out.
Up we glides into the air right over the white wake she was leavin'. The folks on her was wavin' to us. First I made out Vee, standin' on the little bridge amidships, lookin' cute and classy in white serge. Then I spots Aunty, who's tumbled out in her boudoir cap and kimono. I leans over and waves enthusiastic. "Hey, Vee!" I shouts. "Watch this!"
You jest oughter have seen me when I was a little feller all in white tights, and a gold belt, and pink riggin', standing' on father's shoulder, or hangin' on to old General's tail, and him gallopin' full pelt; or father ridin' three horses with me on his head wavin' flags, and every one clapping like fun." "Oh, weren't you scared to pieces?" asked Betty, quaking at the mere thought. "Not a bit.
"If you go after him you'll get no chance to hunt up your niece," began Dick, when the city was left behind. "That's true, lad." Jack Rasco's face grew troubled. "I don't know wot's best ter do. It ain't fair ter let yer follow Vorlange alone; an' with only one hoss hullo, wot does this mean? Carl Humpendinck, an' wavin' his hand to us like he war crazy."
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