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Updated: June 27, 2025
Mullen talk in the pulpit, you'd think that natur was all hoppin' an' skippin'." "You're a wicked unbeliever," said Reuben, mildly sorrowful, "an' you ought to go home and pray over your thankless doubts." "I'm as I was made," rejoined the other. "I didn't ax to be born an' I've had to work powerful hard for my keep."
So I sat down; and at length I ventured to ask, 'Is your daughter, Miss Jean, at hame, ma'am? says I. 'I wate she is, quo' she. 'Jean! she cried wi' a voice that made the house a' dirl again. 'Comin', mother, cried my flower o' the forest; and in she cam', skippin' like a perfect fairy. But when she saw me, she started as if she had seen an apparition, and coloured up to the very e'ebrows.
"Set down," he begged. "Scooch down out of sight, Emeline, for the land sakes. Don't stand up there where everybody can see you." The lady refused to "scooch." "If I ain't ashamed of bein' seen," she observed, "I don't know why you should be. What are you doin' over here anyhow; skippin' 'round in the sand like a hoptoad?" The lightkeeper repeated his plea.
Th' first thing t' do is t' fasten that gratin' on our side, so's nobody can get in here t' bother us while we're doin' our skippin'. I guess we can sort o' wedge it fast so's t' stand 'em off for an hour or two, anyway, an' that's time enough to give us a fair start." "We can do something better than that, I think," I said, as we went together towards the grating.
Well I mind him, that I do, comin' by this very street to school; ay, an' he minds me too, I warrant. "I see him now, I do, skippin' along street fresh an' nimblelike, his eyne chock full o' mischief lookin' round fur to see some poor soul to play a prank on. It do feel strange-like to have him a-sittin' by my elbow today.
Guess you'd most be skeered to death at a skippin' lamb bleatin' fer its mother. Can't say I ever heerd tell as a feller need be skeered of a pair o' gal's eyes, nor a sight o' red ha'r. You said it was red, Pete, didn't you? I'd sure say a bright feller don't need to worry any over talkin' pretty to a gal like that. She's up agin a proposition if she thinks she ken skeer me. Wher' is she?
Then suddenly he turned, and his whole manner partook of an impotent heat. "He'd wrote I was to hand her, Vada, over to him ten miles out on this trail or there'd be trouble." Wild Bill stirred and shifted his seat with a fierce dash of irritation. His face was stern and his black eyes blazing. He spat out his chew of tobacco. "An' you was scared to death, like some silly skippin' sheep.
Then the feller up an' sez, 'Fetch out the pernicious sperrit, the nectar o' the devil, the waters o' the Styx, the vile filth as robs homes o' their support, an' drives whole races to perdition! an' a lot o' other big talk. An', say, we fetched! Yes, sir, we fetched like a lot o' silly, skippin' lambs.
Buck's quick inquiry met with a significant silence, which Montana Ike finally broke. "See here," he cried, with sudden force. "What's the use in astin' fool questions? Ther' ain't no gold, ther' ain't nuthin'. We got color fer scratchin' when we first gathered around like skippin' lambs, but ther's nuthin' under the surface, an' the surface is played right out. I tell you it's a cursed hole.
Why, when those fellows tell about all that's been goin' on in here about their busted idol, an' their dead Priest Captain, an' our skippin, an' this row our shootin' has made, an' then about th' Padre's ghost talkin' to 'em that way it's bound t' give 'em such a jolt that th' whole outfit 'll slew smack round an' be Christians right off!"
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