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Relatives of the Young Couple staked them to a team of Pelters, a Muley Cow, a Bird Dog of dubious Ancestry, an Axe and a Skillet, and started them over the Divide toward the perilous Frontier, away out yender in Illinoy. It was a Hard Life.
For several minutes both stood in the attitude of listening. "Down into the snow with ye, pups!" exclaimed the Trapper, in a hoarse whisper. "Down into the snow with ye, I say! Rover, ef ye lift yer muzzle agin, I'll warm yer back with the ramrod. By the Lord, Bill, the buck is comin' this way; ye can see his horns lift above the leetle balsams as he breaks through the thicket yender.
We were talking quietly when a familiar voice brought me standing. "Judas Priest!" it said. D'ri stood in the doorway, hatless and one boot missing a sorry figure of a man. "Hidin' over 'n th' woods yender," he went on as I took his hand. "See thet air brown hoss go by. Knew 'im soon es I sot eyes on 'im use' t' ride 'im myself. Hed an idee 't wus you 'n the saddle sot s' kind o' easy.
"Han'some es a pictur'," said he, soberly. In a moment he dragged his paddle, listening. "Thet air's th' shore over yender," he whispered. "Don't say a word now. I 'll put ye right on the p'int o' rocks. Creep 'long careful till ye git t' th' road, then turn t' th' left, the cap'n tol' me." When I stepped ashore my dress caught the gunwale and upset our canoe.
"Folks 'll have to be made o' cast iron to ride on them air cars," said another. "I'd ruther set on the tail of a threshin'-machine. It gave a slew on the turn up yender, an' I thought 'twas goin' right over Bowman's barn. It flung me up ag'in the side o' the car, an' I see stars fer a minute. 'What's happened, says I to another chap. 'Oh, we're all right, says he.
Tracked 'im over yender, up Cat Mountin'. Here Ab paused. He had a way of stopping always at the most interesting point to puff at his pipe. It looked as if he were getting up steam for another sentence and these delays had the effect of 'continued in our next'. 'Kill 'im? Uncle Eb asked. 'Licked him, he said. 'Huh! we remarked incredulously. 'Licked 'im, he repeated chucking.
The p'int is, Christmas be comin' and ye and me and Sport, yender, have sot it down that we're to have a dinner, and the question in council to-night is, Who shall we invite to our dinner?
D'ye see the way he be runnin' up an' down, poor man?" "Ay, an' his lad be where many o' your'n an' mine ha' been, eh, Dirk?" said Hark Harby. "Mabby he ken tell what 'tis ter be losin' his own, an' no help fur it, eh?" "Sh!" said Dirk; "the sea ben't able ter get sech a lad as his every day. If he be lost, 'tis a losin' fur more'n he, yender." This was before the beacon was kindled.
My women folks will see to the lady, and she'd better keep quiet up yender till we see what the matter is," said the farmer, when the pale girl was lifted in as carefully as four strong arms could do it. "Hold on," he added, as Ben made one leap to Lita's back. "You'll have to go to Berryville. Dr. Mills is a master hand for broken bones and old Dr. Babcock aint.
"There's an old raft upstream a-ways," said the boy, "but I don't know how many it will kerry. They use it to pole corn over from Mr. Knoblock's farm to them big summer places in the hills up yender." "Is it sound?" demanded Anderson Crow. "Must be or they wouldn't use it," said Squires sarcastically. "Where is it, kid?" The boy led the way up the river bank, the whole company trailing behind.
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