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Updated: May 18, 2025


"Ya-a-s, two hours hence," drawled Captain Brown, lighting a fresh cigar at the stump of the old one. Will Osten linked his arm through that of Captain Dall, and hurried him into the street. "Now to the agent," he said. "If he fails me, all is lost stay! no; I can offer to work my passage. That did not occur to me till now. I shall keep it in reserve."

"You are the captain of the Roving Bess, I am told?" said Will, addressing a big rawboned man, who sat at a table solacing himself with a glass of spirits and water and a cigar. "Ya-a-s, Cap'n Bra-a-o-wn, at y'r sarvice."

"Thank 'ee, thank 'ee, plenty good. A feller 'at's as hongry as I am kin go through a bone like a feesh through water." Clark laughed and said: "I don't see any teeth that you have worth mentioning, but your gums may be unusually sharp." "Ya-a-s, 'bout as sharp as yer wit, Colonel Clark, an' sharper'n yer eyes, a long shot. Ye don't know me, do ye?

As may be supposed, Frank Wallace was something of an "object of interest" for the small remainder of the evening; but he had no acquaintances in the neighborhood, and not much remark was ventured. One man behind him, indeed, leaned over and said: "Lost your girl, eh?" but Frank's "Ya-a-s!" was so broad and discouraging for any further questions, that the inquiry was not pursued.

Captain Brown drawled this out so slowly that one might have supposed he did it on principle, as a sort of general protest against the high-pressure speed and hurry that influenced every one around him. "You have passengers going, I understand?" "Ya-a-s. Reverend genlm'n an' two ladies." "Can you take another?" "A dozen mo-a-r, if need be." "Then put my name down. How much is the passage fare?"

"'I said "Ya-a-s," says I, quick, because I'd forgot myself a trifle. "'Ah! says he, waving his specks in enthusiasm. 'The abiding peace of a life like yours! I beg your pardon? "'I have an attack of this here bronco-kitus, says I. 'I cough almost like conversation go on.

When he came to the breaking of his leg, I expressed my astonishment at the equanimity with which he bore it, which so astonished him, when he came to think of it in that light, that he cried "Oh-h-a-a! ya-a-s! It was very bad!" as if he had entirely forgotten how bad it was, and now made a new and most singular discovery.

"No-o-o, suh; I I I didn't fuhgit," drawling his vowels to a prodigious length. "Didn't you know you'd get into trouble?" "No-o-o, suh." "Know it now, don't you?" "Ya-a-s, suh." "Have a good time in jail, Bob?" "Ya-a-s, suh. Shot cra-a-aps nearly all de time tull de jailer broke hit up." "Wouldn't he let you shoot any more?" "No-o-o, suh; not after he won all our money."

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