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The others had finished supper and were gathered around the campfire, with North Park Ned the center of attraction. "I was camped over on Troublesome crick, an' havin' a busy time with cookin', wranglin' the hosses and doin' all the camp work. The fellers, they was all men, were too plumb loco to help, everything they touched spelt trouble.
Bradley, I guess you had better let me be; you know I can't fight no more than a cow; I never was brought up to wranglin', and I don't like it. 'Haul off the cowardly rascal, they all bawled out, 'haul him off, and lay it into him! So he lays right hold of me by the collar, and gives me a pull, and I lets on as if I'd lost my balance and falls right down.
"Will ther Harpers stand to what ther two of us agrees on tergither in full accord an' leave cavillin' an' wranglin' amongst ourselves fer a more seemly time?" Aaron nodded his head. "So long as us two stands agreed we kin handle 'em, I reckon." The young man nodded his head in a gesture of swift decision. "All right then! I'm goin' over thar ter Hump Doane's house an' reason with them hotheads.
He turned to the boy: "Well, Bobby, you had a hard time wranglin' them to-day but you got 'em, didn't you, son?" "That's what I went after," said Bobby. Boland stiffened after his rest. He made two small marches toward the wagon, but his tortured muscles were so stiff and sore that he gave it up at last. After he saw and answered the signal fires he dropped off to sleep.
'Yo'd m'appen think I went beyond my place in sending Mary for yo'. But the wranglin' and the loud voices had just torn me to pieces, and I thought when father left, oh! if I could just hear her voice, reading me some words o' peace and promise, I could die away into the silence and rest o' God, lust as a babby is hushed up to sleep by its mother's lullaby. 'Shall I read you a chapter, now?
If there wa'n't any meat eat there wouldn't be any Democratic party, an' there wouldn't be any wranglin' in the state. There'd be one party, jest as there'd ought to be." "I wish you hadn't brought it up, father," Sarah lamented again; "it's most killin' me." "If we hadn't both of us been eatin' so much animal food there wouldn't have been any trouble," repeated Cephas.
He's talked some of wild-hoss wranglin'. But thet takes an outfit, which he ain't got. I'll give you a hunch, son. If you can stake your dad to an outfit an' throw in with him you might give him another start." Pan had on his tongue an enthusiastic reply to that, but the entrance of the curious Matthews halted him. "Thank you, Mr. Smith," he said, eagerly. "Where'll I find Carter's Wagon Shop?"
"I've picked up considerable knowledge of the female disposition from wranglin' dudes. A bald-face bear with cubs is a reg'lar streak of sunshine compared to a lady-dude I had out campin' once when she got tired or hungry, or otherwise on the peck. Her and me got feelin' pretty hos-tile toward each other 'fore we quit.
But ould Denis is never dead while young Denis is livin'. Faix, he was as stiff as they wor stout, an' wouldn't give in; so, afther ever so much' wranglin', he got the upper hand by tellin' them that he wasn't able to bear the college at all; an' that if he'd go back to it he'd soon folly his father." "An' what turned him against the college? Was that thrue?" "Thrue! thrue indeed!
But it's no use wranglin' over it now. We've overslept ourselves, and a pretty mess we're in. If we don't get that boat we're stuck on this island." "Maybe she's drifted along the shore somewhere," the other suggested. "There's been no wind, so she can't be far away." "There's a tide, though, which is just as bad. This is a mess, sure." "Well, talkin' won't do any good," his companion replied.
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