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But Macdonald avoided him once and again till LeNoir, having never known any one avoiding a fight for any reason other than fear, proclaimed Macdonald a coward, and himself "de boss on de reever." Now there was a chance of meeting his rival and of forcing a fight, for the Glengarry camp could not be far away where the big Macdonald himself would be.
"I theenk you will not wish for cross on the reever, no?" he began ingratiatingly. "The weend she blow lak , and my boat, she zat small, she ." I caught King looking at us from under his eyebrows, so I was airily indifferent to wind or water. "Sure, we want to cross," I said. "Just as soon as we finish our smoke, Pochette." "But, mon Dieu!"
'Good bye, I say, 'I not see heem more. Beeg feller hees loose dat rope, ron down on de bank hitching rope on willow tree an' roun' hees own shoulder an' jump on reever way down on bend an' wait for ole boss. For me? I mak dis pony cross ver' queek. Not know how, an' pass on de noder side. I see beeg feller, hees hol' de ole boss on hees coat collar wit bees teef, by gar! an' sweem lak ottar.
He fixed his gaze dreamily upon the hills across the river. The minutes came and went. "'Bout time to go now," said Tony. "That damn-a Corrigan he be in the reever very quick." Burney started out of his trance with a grunt. He turned his head and gazed with a surprised and pained severity at his accomplice.
Dick Henderson is say dose Injun is Ojibway Injun Ojibway Injun two t'ousand mile wes' on Peace Reever! Dat's curi's!" "I was tell you nodder story " went on Achille, after a moment. "Never mind," interrupted the Trader. "I believe you."
Ole tam long ago, Pierre Cadotte is stole feefteen skin of de otter de sea-otter and he is sol' dem on Winnipeg. He is get 'bout t'ousand beaver five hunder' dollar. Den he is mak' dose longue voyage wes' ver' far wes' on dit Peace Reever. He is mak' heem dose cabane, w'ere he is leev long tam wid wan man of Mackenzie. He is call it hees nam' Dick Henderson.
"Cache grub many place sometam come good." "Great head, Jerry. Now, where is the cache?" "Halfway Kananaskis to Ghost Reever." "Then, Jerry, we must make that Ghost River trail and make it quick if we are to intercept Copperhead." "Bon! We mus' mak' beeg speed for sure." And "make big speed" they did, with the result that by midday they struck the trail not far from Jerry's cache.
"All summer I'm stay on de Mackenzie, an' I'm watch de canoes an' I'm wait for my man to com' back, but he don' com' back. An' in de fall my modder she go Nort' again to watch de ships in de Bufort Sea. She say, com' 'long, but I don' go, so she go 'lone and I'm stay on de Mackenzie. I'm stay 'til de reever freeze, an' no more canoe can com'. Den I'm wait for de snow.
He was no committeeman but simply a member of the throng. "Yo' sand a spickair to my dock," he said. "Pier feefty-two East Reever. I t'ink he make de boys come out." He sat down breathing heavily. "You don't need any speaker, go yourself," an Irishman called from across the hall. "I no spick," said the Pole emphatically. "You're spicking now, ain't you?"
"Twenty-six!" said Aurora, correcting herself. "W'ere you fin' sudge a reever lag dad Mississippi? On dit," she said, turning to Clotilde, "que ses eaux ont la propriété de contribuer même
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