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So I galluped to whur my gun lay, an' havin' rammed home a ball, I then galluped arter ole grizzly. "I soon overhauled him, an' he turned on me as savagerous as ever. But this time, feeling secure on the mar's back, my narves wur steadier; an' I shot the bar plum through the skull, which throwed him in his tracks wi' the blanket wropped about 'im.
"It's a wonderful night!" Wallie said, finally, in a hushed voice. "It's plumb peaceful," Pinkey agreed. "I feel like I do when I'm gittin' drunk and I've got to the stage whur my lip gits stiff. I've always wisht I could die when I was like that." Wallie suggested curtly: "Let's go to bed." He had regretted his partner's lack of sentiment more than once.
The smoke o' it ud choke a skunk out o' a persimmon log. I tell 'ee, young 'un, we'll eyther be smoked out or smothered whur we are; an' this child hain't fit Injun for thirty yeern or better, to go under that a way. When it gets to its wurst I'm a-gwine to make a rush. That's what I'm a-gwine ter do, young fellur." "But how?" I asked, hurriedly; "how shall we act then?" "How?
You have given the plan: I will trust to you for the details." "Why, in my opeenyun, cap, the fust thing to be did are to send a man as straight as he can gallip to whur the band's cached. Let him fotch them acrost the trail." "Where should they cross, do you think?" "About twenty mile north o' hyur thur's a dry ridge, an' a good grist o' loose donicks.
The war has changed all the old order of things. We havn't got any mo' slaves." "We," repeated Conway, and he looked at the man and laughed. Jud flushed even through his sallow skin: "Wal, that's all right," he added. "Listen to me, now, I'm tryin' to save you from trouble. The war changed everything. Your folks got to whur they did by wuckin'. They built up this big estate by economy an' wuck.
"Are you sure he came into the timber?" asked another "that fool, Lanty, was so scared, he could hardly tell where the animal went." "Be me soul! gintlemen, I saw him go in wid my own eyes, Oil swear " "Cussed queer!" spitefully remarked Redwood. "Damn the bar!" ejaculated Ike, "whur kid the varmint a gone?"
It is a grievous fact for us to confront, but many of them wore apparel of the commonest, talked loudly, and doubtless said "thisaway" and "thataway," and "Watch y' doin' of?" and "Whur yi goin' at?" using dialect even in their prayers to Him who, in His gentle mercy, listened and was pleased; and who listens verily unto this hour to all like prayers, yet pleased; yea, haply listens to the refined rhetorical petitions of those who are NOT pleased.
"Got a piece called 'The Yella Rose o' Texas Beats the Belles o' Tennessee'?" "Never heard of it." "Got 'Whur the Silver Colorady Wends its Way'?" The clerk replied in the negative. "Why don't you git some good music?" "Why aren't you at the show?" "Too contrary, I reckon. When I'm out in the hills I'm a hankerin' to see somebody. When I git in town I want to git away from everybody.
"Don't know how wealthy they be, but they're plenty eastern," Teeters replied dryly. "I was thinkin' I might stop over night with 'em and git acquainted. The Scissors Outfit can't be more'n fifteen mile out of my way, and it'll be a kind of a change from the Widder Taylor's, whur I stop generally." The cowboy combed the horse's mane with his fingers in silence.
And will you bring it or shall I send Michael with the carriage for it?.... Oh, thank you! If you would. It would be so much appreciated. So sorry we couldn't make a longer stay, but now that we've found the way.... Yes, that's very true. Well, good-afternoon." The lady of the house watches them as Michael inquires: "Whur next, mum?" and bangs the door of the carriage.
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