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Sandy took up a position, on the edge of the table with such a judicial air that the girl started to giggle. "See here," he began largely. "Now what d'you know 'bout kids raisin' 'em, I mean?" The girl's eyes twinkled on the verge of laughing outright. "Zip's kids?" she inquired shrewdly. Sandy started and frowned. "What d'you mean Zip's kids?" "Oh, just nothing," said Birdie airily.
Now the doctor hurriedly took off his coat, rolled up his sleeves, and in a jiffy had Zip and the molasses ball in his hands and was holding it so that the water could not get to Zip's head. Then with one hand he gently threw the water upon the candy until it began to loosen and fall off. First he released the little dog's head, which had been bent down between his fore legs.
"The only thing I'm afraid of," said Mother Bunker, "is that Zip won't let himself be harnessed. He may not like it." But the big dog did not seem to mind in the least. He came when Russ called him, and he wagged his tail when the boys showed him the soap-box cart and the harness. "Now we're going to have some fun when you give us a ride!" said Russ, patting Zip's shaggy head.
It was hard to think of the doctor without Zip, as they were always together. So when the doctor began to apologize, Mrs. Hardway stopped him short, and told him to drink Zip's health in a glass of freshly made lemonade, and say no more about it.
There was only one other man on the river, and well, Zip's claim was the joke of the camp. He had just formulated a question in his mind, when the words were taken out of his mouth by a heavy-faced prospector further down the table. "Wher' 'bouts on the Creek, Bill?" he inquired. The gambler eyed him intently. "Quite a piece up," he said shortly. A half-smile spread over the prospector's face.
"Too early for me," he said, "you fellers can git all you need into you though. But see here, folks," he went on, with a quietness of purpose that promptly reduced every eye to seriousness. "This ain't no play game as Sunny may ha' made you think. It's a proposition that needs to go thro', an' I'm goin' to see it thro'. Zip's kids is our first trouble.
There was not a vestige of expression in his face as he moved across to the mouth of a shaft Scipio had been sinking before his work had been interrupted by the going of his wife. He looked into it and pointed. "Guess you best get right on makin' this hole deeper. Ther' ain't nuthin' like diggin' to find out. Zip's sure a wise guy.
So it was that Minky found his store deserted. He lounged idly out on to the veranda and propped himself against one of the posts. And, standing there, his thoughtful eyes roamed, subtly attracted to the spot where Zip's luck had demonstrated itself. He stood there for some time watching the hurrying figures of the miners as they moved to and fro, but his mind was far away.
"I ain't never see kids handled that way," cried the disgusted Sandy, unable to keep silence any longer. Then, as no one seemed inclined to question his statement, he went on, "Wot I sez is, kids needs women-folk to do they things right. Zip's handlin' 'em like raw beef." Then he turned on Sunny, whose rebuke was still rankling. "Guess you'll say he ain't bein' contrary.
If you will sit on the edge of the watering trough while I soak this stuff off, I'll tell you how I got in this mess." So Tabby obediently jumped up on a board at one end and fixed herself comfortably to hear of Zip's adventure. "But first I want to tell you that the doctor is very much displeased with you," said Tabby.
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