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"No, I reckon not." He turned back to the marshal. "What are you guys goin' ter do with me?" "That depends, Matt. When a lad is straight with me, I generally play square with him. All this took place in Sunken Valley?" "Yep; whar'd you hear it called that?" "Oh, I know more'n some ov you boys think I do. That name's been floatin' 'bout fer some time.
"Yes, dat's true, but dere might come a time when yo' WOULDN'T come back, an' den where'd Eradicate Sampson be? I axes yo' dat whar'd I be, Massa Tom?" "Why, you wouldn't be anywhere if you didn't go, of course," and Tom laughed. "But I'd like to take you for a little spin in this machine, Rad. I want you to get used to them. Sometime I may need you to help me. Come, now.
Price's ambition soared no higher, and he had made no secret of it. "Wal! Whar'd you hear that, Jethro?" "H-heerd it round some. D-Democrat hain't you Democrat?" "Always callate to be." "J-Jacksonian Democrat?" "Guess I be." Silence for a while, that Mr. Price may feel the gavel in his hand, which he does. "Know somewhat about Jacksonian principles, don't ye know somewhat?" "Callate to," says Mr.
"Oh goody, goody, here is Mrs. Fatima again!" and Virgie's dancing feet seemed hardly to touch the ground. "We've just finished building the castle. Look!" She pointed proudly to a square of twigs and leaves around the garden seat. "Come on, Sally Ann. We can play it now and use Mamma's keys." "Wait dar! Whar'd I put my s'wode?"
Everybody yelled at him and laughed at him and sassed him, and he sassed back, and said he'd attend to them and lay them out in their regular turns, but he couldn't wait now because he'd come to town to kill old Colonel Sherburn, and his motto was, "Meat first, and spoon vittles to top off on." He see me, and rode up and says: "Whar'd you come f'm, boy? You prepared to die?" Then he rode on.
Now kin I cum on?" Murphy reluctantly lowered his Colt, every movement betraying annoyance. "I reckon. But I 'd a damn sight rather risk it alone." The stranger came forward without further hesitation. The night was far too dark to reveal features, but to Murphy's strained vision the newcomer appeared somewhat slender in build, and of good height. "Whar'd ye say ye wus bound?"
As it passed around among the craning heads and hairy fists, it created tremendous excitement. "Whar'd you get it?" "Gold quartz, or I'm a sinner!" "That'll run a thousand dollars to the pan, I bet ye." "Hooray for the new diggin's! Come on, fellows. I'm off." "Hold on, thar," bade the red-shirted man, stopping what would have been a stampede. "That doesn't settle the matter.
Price's ambition soared no higher, and he had made no secret of it. "Wal! Whar'd you hear that, Jethro?" "H-heerd it round some. D-Democrat hain't you Democrat?" "Always callate to be." "J-Jacksonian Democrat?" "Guess I be." Silence for a while, that Mr. Price may feel the gavel in his hand, which he does. "Know somewhat about Jacksonian principles, don't ye know somewhat?" "Callate to," says Mr.
"We're all here, an' Henry come fur us. That is shorely the greatest boy the world hez ever seed. Them fellers Alexander an' Hannibal that Paul talks about couldn't hev been knee high to Henry. Besides, ef them old Greeks an' Romans hed hed to fight Wyandots an' Shawnees an' Iroquois ez we've done, whar'd they hev been?"
Everybody yelled at him and laughed at him and sassed him, and he sassed back, and said he'd attend to them and lay them out in their regular turns, but he couldn't wait now because he'd come to town to kill old Colonel Sherburn, and his motto was, "Meat first, and spoon vittles to top off on." He see me, and rode up and says: "Whar'd you come f'm, boy? You prepared to die?" Then he rode on.
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