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But when he had reached the lane, his horse shied from the unwonted spectacle of Bob, swinging his hat, and apparently awaiting him, from the fork of a wayside sapling. "Hol' up, mister. Look here!" Mr. Bowers pulled up. Bob dropped into the road, and, after a backward glance over his shoulder, said: "Drive 'longside the fence in the shadder." As Mr.
You see," added the trapper, impressively, "you never have found the trail, and, therefore, there ain't the shadder of a chance." "Begorrah, yees can't blame us whin we tried to the bist of our indeavor to find it and wasn't able." "Yer done the best yer knowed, I s'pose; but why didn't four on 'em divide so as to let one go up one side the river and one t'other, and the same way down-stream.
He neglected his wife and froze her blood and frightened her to death, poor little shadder! He give up his position and shut the family up in that tomb of a house so 't he could study his books. My boy knows his boy, an' I tell you the life he leads them children is enough to make your flesh creep. When I git roun' to it I cal'late to set the house on fire some night.
He'd grawed to be a shadder of a man in my mind; but now I sees en real flaish'n blood; an' maybe maybe he'll seek me out an' kill me for what's done." "I do creem to hear 'e, gal! No, no, Joe Noy's a God fearin' sawl." "If he'd forgive me fust, I'd so soon he killed me as not. Sam Martin killed Widow Garth's gal 'cause she were ontrue to en; an' a many said 'twas wrong to hang en to Bodmin.
"An' what, Seth?" "Do you see that grove straight toward the north four or five hundred yards away?" "Yes, but I can make nothing of it but a black blur. It's too far away to tell the trunks of the trees apart." "It's too fur fur me, too, an' my eyes are good, but ten or fifteen minutes ago, leftenant, I thought I saw a shadder at the edge of the grove.
Tom Bodger was standing bolt upright as he uttered these last words, fully realising what had happened as he stared down at a rugged hole in the frail planking of the bottom of the boat, up through which the water was rising like a thick, squat, dumpy fountain. "What game d'yer call this, Master Aleck? Eh, not there? I seed his shadder. He must ha' let it fall.
It's dangerous, and there ain't a shadder of truth in it." Aunt Sally and Benny was thankful to hear him say that, and they said the same; but the old man he wagged his head sorrowful and hopeless, and the tears run down his face, and he says; "No I done it; poor Jubiter, I done it!" It was dreadful to hear him say it.
In hurried speech, he replied: "You committed no murder, Hickman Holt! I never said you did!" "No! but you said you would; and you invented proofs o' it? Confess you invented proofs, an' kep' 'em over my head like a black shadder? Confess that!" Stebbins hesitated. "Quick, or ye're a dead man!" "I did," muttered the guilty wretch, trembling as he spoke. "An' the proofs wur false!"
"Well," said the teacher, "as you remember the story so well, you can perhaps tell me what lesson we can learn from this fable." "I thought," replied the boy, "when I read the story, that the best way is to hold on to what we are sure of, and not grab after a shadder and lose the whole."
"Well," he would invariably remark, "you take the trail along Sundown's shadder there, and keep a-fannin' it smart for about three hours. When you come to the end of the shadder, take the right fork of the river, and in another hour you'll strike the Concho. That's the quickest way." And this bit of attenuated humor never failed to produce an effect.
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