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"We were up on a mesa, like the one we crossed yesterday, remember? We had outlaw cattle in the bunch and it took all the boys to handle them. I, being a tenderfoot and not much use with the cattle, said I'd sit with Jim and sort of watch him till the doctor came. He was out of his head so 'twasn't any comfort to him but it made the boys feel better."
"You must have a fair nerve altogether, for all you're such a quiet-looking chap. Hadn't even the curiosity had you? to find out what had gone wrong; but just picked up a handy fishing-rod and strolled off to fill up the time till damages were repaired. Look here. Do you know, or don't you, that 'twasn't by more than a hair's-breadth we missed going over that viaduct?"
But seems to me, Peg, 'twasn't so very long ago that you yourself dropped in on us here. Since when did you climb up out of the tenderfoot class, tell me?" The boy who answered to the name of Frank Haywood was a rather chunky, well set-up lad of about sixteen.
I couldn't very well say, like a boy, ''Twasn't Cornish; 'twas me!, could I? And in showing her the purely mercenary character of the deal, I'm put in the position of backcapping Cornish, and she goes away with that impression!
Man alive, for the Colonel to whip me on the peg in that way! Me that have saved the repitation av a ten times better man than him! 'Twas ne-farious an' that manes a power av evil! 'Never mind the nefariousness, I said. 'Whose reputation did you save? 'More's the pity, 'twasn't my own, but I tuk more trouble wid ut than av ut was. 'Twas just my way, messin' wid fwhat was no business av mine.
A half-hour later Corporal Galna confided to Private Waugh that Sergeant Gellatly was too damned pretty for the force wondered if they called him Beauty at Fort Desire couldn't call him Pretty Gellatly, for there was Pretty Pierre who had right of possession to that title would like to ask him what soap he used for his complexion 'twasn't this yellow bar-soap of the barracks, which wouldn't lather, he'd bet his ultimate dollar.
But I keep them from crying and quarrelling, and ye don't need to be head of your class for that! 'Twasn't cleverness she took me for, as she told me plainly the first day I went; 'twas m'influence!"
'Fore the Todds could do anything but holler the wagon was afloat and the mare was all but swimming. But she kept right on. Bless her, you COULDN'T stop her! We crossed the first channel and come out on a flat where 'twasn't more'n two foot deep then. I commenced to feel better. There was another channel ahead of us, but I figured we'd navigate that same as we had the first one.
It hung for a moment and then fell into the boat below with a crash. "What d'ye mean by that?" roared the man in charge of the boat. "What d'ye mean, ye villains? D'ye mean to stave a hole in us?" "Why," said the man who had pushed it, "you saw 'twasn't done a purpose, didn't you?" "Well, you try it again, and somebody 'll get hurt," said the man in the boat, showing the butt end of his pistol.
And it wasn't the size of his words, but the way they come; and 'twasn't his subjects, for he spoke of common things like cathedrals and football and poems and catarrh and souls and freight rates and sculpture. Mrs. Conyers understood his accents, and the elegant sounds went back and forth between 'em.
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