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Then passed apprenticeship, he built a boat for Gentry merchant of Gentryville and "sailed" it, with the storekeeper's son Allen as bow-hand or first officer. He and his crew of one started from the Ohio River landing and safely reached the Crescent City safely as to cargo and bodies, but not without a narrow escape.
"An elegant parcel for strangers to handle." The storekeeper's face became further troubled. "It sure is if they handle it." "Jest so." Bill's pipe was alight now, and he puffed at it vigorously, speaking between the puffs. "Y'see, this feller James plays a big game. Cattle duffin' and ord'n'ry stage-robbin' ain't good enough, nor big enough, to run his gang on.
"I suppose there is hardly any use in striking him," thought Richard, as he entered the store. "But I said every place, so here goes." He found the elderly Mr. Martin behind a desk, writing a letter. The storekeeper's face wore a troubled look. "Good-morning," began Richard. "Is this Mr. Martin?" "That's my name," was the reply. "What can I do for you?" "I am looking for a place, sir.
Because he cut off lambs' tails?" "No, she didn't," said Smith. "She went out of her head. The feller she shot was a storekeeper's son down in Meander, and he got to ridin' up there to talk to her and cheer her up.
"Oi knowed it!" he said. Then, after fishing out a tobacco-bag from under his many coats and lighting the corn-cob in the protecting bowl of his palms, "In that case, man, Oi got somethin' t' say t' ye." He leaned over the wheel confidentially, and Lounsbury bent toward him, so that the smoke of the pipe fed the storekeeper's nostrils.
And then he soberly returned. A day or two later he was missed but the fact was afterward known that he was at Spring Valley, the county town where Miss Preston lived, and he was forgiven. A week afterward he was missed again, but this time for a longer period, and then a pathetic letter arrived from Sacramento for the storekeeper's wife.
The gentleman apparently did not resent this, although he seemed in imminent danger of being upset. "How be you, Peleg? Er you know Will?" "No," said the gentleman. Mr. Bixby seized Mr. Wetherell under the elbow, and addressed himself to the storekeeper's ear. "Will, I want you to shake hands with Senator Peleg Hartington, of Brampton. This is Will Wetherell, Peleg, from Coniston you understand."
Say, I've got on some in society, haven't I, considering what I come from? I never aspired to being a storekeeper's wife. But Miller's real ambitious and he'll have a wife that'll back him up. He says he never saw a French girl worth looking at twice and that his heart beat true to me every moment he was away."
They discovered one source of the storekeeper's prosperity in the enormous price he exacted for the commonest articles. Necessity alone could have driven Arthur to pay what he did for the wretched little window of four panes to light the shanty.
His arms shot up convulsively, his legs flung out. And then all his weight dropped back on to the storekeeper's supporting arm. The next moment his body seemed to heave as with a deep, restful sigh, and his head lolled helplessly forward. He was dead. Scipio started and looked up as a joyous greeting from the children outside warned him of the approach of a visitor.
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