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"Plenty is the matter, or, rather, is going to be, unless we can get away," said the mamma elephant. "A big band of hunters is in the jungle, and they are coming this way." "Did you see them?" asked Whoo-ee. "No, indeed! If we waited until they were close enough for us elephants to see them, they would be so close, that we could not get away.
Whoo-ee!" In the early morning of a rare October day upon the plains I sat on my cavalry horse beside Fort Hays, waiting for one last word from my superior officer, Colonel Moore. He was my uncle's friend, and he had been kind to the Clarenden boys, as military kindness runs. "You are honorably discharged," he said. "Take these letters to Fort Dodge.
Jim's head was sadly bemuddled, and for a time he gazed upon the faces about him in bewilderment. Then a light broke in upon his mind, and with a "Whoo-ee!" he said, "No!" Ike grinned a defiant grin at him, and led the way to the nearest place where he and his friends might celebrate. Jim went home to his wife full of a sullen, heavy anger.
Ha!" he giggled. "I I fell over backward pulling up this tree. Did you see me?" "Did we see you? Well, I guess we did!" cried Whoo-ee. "Well, maybe you did, but I didn't," complained Gumble-umble. "Zunga got right in my way, when I wanted to look." "Oh, I'm sorry," said Zunga. "I didn't mean to." "Oh, don't mind Gumble-umble," said Tum Tum, with another jolly laugh. "He's always finding fault.
"We are in a ship, and we are being taken across the ocean to a circus," answered Whoo-ee, who was one of the elephants in the dark place, which was the inside of a steamship. "A circus! Good!" cried Tum Tum. "Now I shall know how a peanut tastes." The ship began to move and rock. It rocked and swayed for many days, for it was on the ocean.
"'He's jus' gone out, I told 'em so, back there on the Missouri River. He's gone out an' I'm goin', hot streaks, to find him, Little Lees. Whoo-ee!" And though there's never a grave to tell, Nor a cross to mark his fall, Thank God! we know that he "batted well" In the last great Game of all.
Never before, in all the years that we had known her, had she expressed a wish for her early home across he seas. Her voice trailed off weirdly, and she gazed at the Kaw Valley for a long moment. Then she said, in a low tone that thrilled her listeners with its vibrant power: "Bev ain't no deserter. He's gone out! Jus' gone out. Whoo-ee!"
Hungry as ever, I'll bet. I'll get your supper right away. Whoo-ee!" As she turned away, Mat said: "There is somebody else here, boys, that you will be glad to meet. She has just come and doesn't even know that you are expected. It is 'Little Lees." A rustle of silken skirts, a faint odor of blossoms, a footfall, a presence, and Eloise St. Vrain stood before us.
"Oh, he'll be 'Little Lees's' husband, and pull that Marcos cuss's nose if he tries to pull anybody's curls. Whoo-ee! as Aunty Boone would say," Beverly broke in. I kept a loving grip on the little hand that had found mine, as I would have gripped Beverly's hand sometimes in moments when we talked together as boys do, in the confidences they never give to anybody else.
"Never mind, I don't care whether I'm first in the water or not," said Tum Tum. "I'll stay with you, Thorny, and Zunga." "Isn't Tum Tum nice?" whispered Zunga to Thorny, as they went along through the jungle. "Yes," said Thorny. Whoo-ee and Gumble-umble hurried on through the woods, and Whoo-ee was the first to splash into the water. "I beat!" he cried.
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