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Then he pulled out the other, resumed his shirt and hat, picked up the imaginary weight, and shuffled along slowly after his leader. "What is your name?" asked the gentleman. "Hunder'd'n One." They were soon traversing the corridor in the servants' quarter of the hotel, when Baker halted and ventured to say: "I reckin you'r in the wrong curryder."

"I don't put the noes," continued Whitey, "because I'm a peaceable man, and don't want to hev to kick any man mean enough to vote no. Cap'en, you'r boss of this camp, and I'm yourn obediently." The captain opened his eyes slowly, and replied: "I'm much obliged, boys, but I won't give Whitey the trouble. Doctor's mistaken there's someting broken inside, and I haven't got many minutes more to live."

He says everything with once opening his maath; with one scratch of his wonderful pen, he writes more than I could spake in a lifetoime, if I were left to mysen, 'My God shall supply all your need. Friends, there's nowt left, yo've gotton all in that, ivery thing yo' need, and I reckon you'r weel off."

These come to me, and 'Simpson, says they, 'we want to borrow your guns; we are goin' to kill Fowler. "'Hold on for a moment, said I, 'I am willin' to lend you them guns, but I ain't goin' to know what you'r' goin' to do with them, no, sir; but of course you can have the guns." Here my friend's face lightened pleasantly, and he continued:

Gor Ormity, said he, oh massa, oh Miss Sally, oh!! What on airth is the matter with you, said Sally, how you do frighten me, I vow I believe you'r mad oh my Gor said he, oh!! massa Jim Munroe he hang himself, on the ash saplin under Miss Sally's window oh my Gor!!! That shot was a settler, it struck poor Sall right atwixt wind and water; she gave a lurch ahead, then healed over and sunk right down in another faintin fit; and Juno, old Snow's wife, carried her off and laid her down on the bed poor thing, she felt ugly enough, I do suppose.

"Another lie," he exclaimed, "and you'r a gone man. Do what I bid you." Skinadre appeared, in point of fact, unable to do so, and Dalton seeing this, weighed the unhappy young woman a stone of oatmeal, which, on finding it too heavy for her feeble strength, he was about to take up himself when he put his hands to his temples, then staggered and fell.

His bulky body reeled unsteadily. "Come on up bring 'er in hurry up! Gawd, but you'r' blazin' slow!" Ootah and his companions landed. Tugging at the leather lines they drew the walrus one by one from the water to the ice. In these monstrous palpitating black bodies were tons of food and fuel. Without wasting time, they fell to their task and dressed the animals.

"Well, you see a friend of mine wants my advice on a very serious matter, and I really don't know what to give her. It is strictly confidential, you know, so I won't mention any names, but just set the case before you and get your opinion, for I've great faith in your sensible way of looking at things." "Thanky, dear, you'r welcome to my 'pinion ef it's wuth any thing.

An', last of all, they went to the smoke house, an' broke it open an' got a lot of bacon. 'Now, auntie, you all ready, they say? 'Yes, sir, I tell 'em. 'Here's a roll of linsey for our cloze, shall we take it? 'Certainly, an' any thing else you'r a mine to. As we started for the door mistess followed us cryin' an' wringin' her han's.

"Why, theer's that new school-marm over at Logport, you know, Jim, the one that wanted to take your picter in your boat for a young smuggler or fancy pirate or Eyetalian fisherman, and allowed that you'r handsomed some, and offered to pay you for sittin' do you reckon SHE'D believe you owned the land her schoolhouse was built on. No! Lots of 'em don't.