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I don't need it now anyway, for the children don't bother me since you're here. I guess they're afraid you'd catch them if you should chase them," she smiled grimly. "And I can go right on working?" suggested Mickey anxiously. "Of course, child. Why not?" said Miss Putnam. That settled Mickey's last worry. With a hurried "thank you," he dashed away, out through the yard and up the street.
One day, I had put down some bird-skins on a chair to dry, far beyond, as I thought, Mickey's reach; but, fertile in expedients, he took the swing and launched it towards the chair, and actually managed to knock the skins off in the return of the swing, so as to bring them within his reach. He also procured some jelly that was set out to cool in the same way. Mickey's actions were very human-like.
Hardee's corps to be the first; Bragg's the second; and the third to be composed of Polk on the left and Breckenridge on the right. Hardee, moving out in advance, in the afternoon of Thursday, halted Friday forenoon at Mickey's house, about seventeen miles from Corinth. Bragg's corps bivouacked Friday night in rear of Hardee. Clark's division of Polk's corps followed in due order on its road.
But, in the face of Mickey's assurance to the contrary, he did not feel altogether easy about the Apaches he had left at the cave. His humanity had prevented him from depriving them of means of escape, and although he was inclined to believe that they were not likely to climb the lasso until many hours should elapse, there could be no certainty about it.
"It's that same I would if I could," replied the bewildered Irishman, "but I can't walk on wather, and this ice-slush isn't much betther." "Unless you answer, I'll fire," shouted the sentry, to whom Mickey's maunderings, half drowned by the crashing ice and gusty wind, were unintelligible.
Pile burn, burn hot, grass catch fire, put out grass." "You mean," said the mountaineer, "that you an' Mickey were burnin' up brush?" "Yes, brush all in piles, burn." "It's a pretty risky business," said Rifle-Eye, "this burnin' brush in the late spring, but Mickey's right enough to have had Ben along. He's one o' the best fire-fighters that ever happened. He never knows enough to quit."
Buckland marched to the fork of the road about five miles out, which must have been at Mickey's. General Hardee states that Mickey's is about eight miles from the landing. Posting the brigade between the roads, he sent two companies out on each road. Both encountered hostile cavalry, understood to be pickets, within half a mile, began skirmishing with them, and saw a larger body of cavalry beyond.
There's been gintlemen here before to-day, and they must have had some way of coming and going that we haven't diskivered as yet." There seemed nothing unlikely in this supposition of Mickey's, who picked up his rifle from where he had left it lying on the ground, and stared inquiringly around in the gloom. "I wonder whether there be any wild animals prowling around?"
The scout was capable of losing a couple of nights' rest without being materially effected thereby, while Mickey's experience almost enabled him to do the same. As soon as it was fairly light the two were on the move, Sut leading the course in the direction of the spot where they had left Fred Munson the day before, and which he had vacated very suddenly.
"Arrah, spake for me, Master Charles, alanah; sure they might do something for me now, av it was only to make me a ganger." Mickey's ideas of promotion, thus insinuatingly put forward, threw the whole party around us into one burst of laughter. "I have him down there," said he, pointing, as he spoke, to a thick grove of cork-trees at a little distance.
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