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"An' now, my dear brev'ren," said Brother Peter, "while I was a-turnin' dis subjec' ober in my min', an' wonderin' how de women come ter hab jus' seben debbils apiece, I done reckerleck dat bit ob Scripter wot I heerd at Kyarter's Mills, an' I reckon dat 'splains how de debbils got inter woman.
Durn me! I'm still a wonderin' what Injuns they war; I'm a'most sartint thar the Tenawa Kimanch a band o' the Buffler-eaters an' the wust lot on all the parairia. Many's the fight we rangers used to hev wi' 'em, and many's the one o' 'em this child hev rubbed out.
He wears no shoes, and his short black hair is oiled and brushed very carefully. "Now, it's many times I've been wonderin' what the advantage is in wearin' your shirt outside your trousers," said Sergeant Greer to a sentry. "That's what I call practical," and he pointed to an ice-cream vender, industriously wiping a spoon on the tail of his shirt, before offering it to a new customer.
"I don't want any pay for things, and my wife won't; didn't mean that; was wonderin' whether ye had anything to buy vittles with." "Reckon I can manage till I get some work," replied David, a trifle stiffly. He was a man who had never lived at another than the state's expense. "Don't want ye to be too short, that's all," said the other, a little apologetically. "I shall be all right.
I wish you would keep your eye open for a nice, respectable woman who could help me, now that I have so many dinners to serve to the trolley men." "I sho' will an', Miss Judy, I'm wonderin' if you ain't got a little bitser blue cloth what I mought patch my pants with. If my coattails wa'n't so long I wouldn't be fitten ter go 'mongst folks."
But while I was goin' over all this in my mind, an' wonderin' if the cap'n ever could git us into port, along comes Andy Boyle, an' sits down beside me. `It drives me pretty nigh crazy, says he, `to think that to-morrer's Christmas, an' we've got to feed on that sloppy stuff we fished out of our stores, an' not much of it, nuther, while there's all that roast turkey an' plum-puddin' an' mince-pie a-floatin' out there just afore our eyes, an' we can't have none of it. `You hadn't oughter think so much about eatin', Andy, says I,`but if I was talkin' about them things I wouldn't leave out canned peaches.
"Gee, I'd like to have a glass o' the goods that made Milwaukee famous," sighed Joe Adams. "I'd like a keg," said Jim Spurrier, with a wistful look in his eyes. "S'pose we'll ever see a glass o' beer again?" asked the other Spurrier, solemnly. "I'll bet Bansemer's wonderin' if he'll ever taste champagne again." "Ask him, Johnny." "Hey, Bansemer. I've got a riddle for you.
I said that we had. "Well," he observed, in a dull, slow voice, "we got a sick man over there t' Wreck Cove." "Ay?" said I. "An' we was sort o' wonderin', wasn't we, Skipper Tom," another put in, "how much this doctor would be askin' t' go over an' cure un?" "Well, ay," the skipper admitted, taking off his sou'wester to scratch his head, "we did kind o' have that idea."
"Aimee saw you, an' Brida saw you, an' Francesca saw you; but we did n't say nothin' when Miss Lucy an' the Doctor was wonderin' where you could be. What made you go that way?" "Come, Polly, say good-night," called the nurse. And with a soft, "I'll tell you sometime, Elsie," she obeyed.
"There's a bounty on them because they pull down calves, an' sometimes full grown cows. I'm shore wonderin' why he got so close they're usually just out of range, where they stays." "Promise me that you will shoot no more while I am with you. "Why, shore: I didn't think yu'd care," he replied.
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