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"Only since yeou was knocked down that bank inter the gully, an' yer arm an' head hurt. There warn't nothin' about Jabe ter interest yeou afore that," returned Parloe, quickly. Tom flushed suddenly and he looked at the old fellow with new interest. "Just what do you mean?" he asked, slowly. "Ye know well enough. Your dad, Tom Cameron, is mighty riled up over your bein' hurt.
"Naow hold up y'r hands, yeou fellah," he said, "'n' keep 'em up, while this man puts the rope mound y'r wrists." Dick felt himself helpless, and, rather than have his disabled arm roughly dealt with, held up his hands. Mr. Bernard did as Abel said; he was in a purely passive state, and obeyed orders like a child.
Bewlah drawed the grewel off the fire, wiped her hands, an' stood lookin' at me a minnet, then she sez, slow an' quiet, but tremblin' a little, as women hev a way er doin', when they've consid'able steam aboard, "'Hiram, other folks think lumberin' has spilt yeou; I don't; they call you rough an' rewd; I know you've got a real kind heart fer them as knows haow tew find it.
"It'll be a mighty long way to his house," grumbled one of the men. "I believe yeou!" rejoined Jasper Parloe. "Three miles beyond Jabe Potter's mill." "Pshaw!" exclaimed Doctor Davison, in his soft voice. "You know we'll not take him so far. My house is near enough. Surely you can carry him there." "If you say the word, Doctor," said the fellow, more cheerfully, while old Parloe grunted.
"Not by a jugful yeou didn't bury my bones, Jack. I've got 'em all with me, although I allow they ain't much meat on 'em jest now," went on Plum, dolefully. "But this this staggers me! I was certain you were dead, and when I found a heap of bones which the vultures had picked clean I buried them for yours. This is the most wonderful thing I ever heard of. I can't understand it.
"I'll tell you what to do, Plum!" he called down. "You throw up the gold to me and I'll load it on the ponies." "All right, Jack. But don't forgit to pay me fer the job," laughed Plum. "Pay you? Why, Plum, a good share of this gold is yours!" "Yes, but yeou knew about the treasure, I didn't." "I don't care. You can have a third anyway and I'll pay all expenses of this trip."
"Don't yeou be in too great a hurry. Things takes time to tell when there's any thin' in 'em worth tellin'; not that I'm no great hand on a long story, for I allers was a man of few words; an' Mis' Yorke she can allers tell a story more to the pint than me, or than any one I know on bless her heart."
Resa railroad, a proposition which met the other boy's hearty approval the moment he learned the wages he was likely to get His first question was: "Do yeou s'pose they will have me?" "Gladly. It isn't a question of that, but whether you have the sand to stand up in a spot where you are likely to lose your life any minute."
In Yacoba rises the Yeou, a river which dries up completely in the summer; but, according to the people who live on its banks, rises and falls regularly every week throughout the rainy season.
I can't just imagine how they will take us this time." "Say, Jack, what do yeou think of 'em fellers on the train?" The words seemed so much like an echo of his own thoughts that the boy engineer started with surprise at the question. "I'll bet yeou," continued Plum, "they'll make us more trouble than the fellers in the bushes." "Plum Plucky, you just speak my mind.
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