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But ye mought take her 'n' go home. Me 'n' this feller'll watch yo' school!" Looking from one to the other, weighing the chances of outwitting Tusk, she lightly suggested: "My own horse is in the shed. You may help me put on the saddle!" "All right," he readily answered.
Cora had cried. "Aren't you fun-ny!" She often said that, always with the same accent. "Aren't you fun-ny!" "What's the matter?" "Why didn't you let me pick it out? They're wearing Persian lamb sets." "Oh. Well, maybe the feller'll change it. It's all paid for, but maybe he'll change it." "Do you mind? It may cost a little bit more. You don't mind my changing it though, do you?" "No. No-o-o-o!
"If he hasn't earned a good snooze, then nobody has. Tell ye what, jedge, that feller'll be guv'ner of a State one of these days. I'd vote for him. I'd like to have seen him 'changing shots with that there redskin." They moved away, and the judge remarked, "We are safe enough for to-night, but they'll find us to-morrow." "Maybe, maybe not.
Some feller'll be along from up No'th and buy it." "Why, we're from up North," was Arnold's rejoinder. "Let me introduce my chum and myself before you handle that snake. Shake hands with Harry Harvey and my name is Arnold Poysor. We're from Chicago down here on a pleasure trip in a motor boat." "Glad to meet you," replied the fellow. "My name's Lopez. They call me Pete when I'm to home.
She'd bring you to your to time, you bet." "Would she, now? I'd sort her." And the little maid's black eyes snapped. "Say, what'll I do? Jist got to have a doctor." "Ye'll no git him till to-morrow." "To-morrow?" "How far oot are ye?" "Twelve miles." "Twelve miles? Ye'll no get him a minute afore to-morrow noon." "Say, that young feller'll croak, sure. Away from home too. No friends.
"That feller'll be lucky, gals," he added in tremulous tones. "I hope he'll appreciate yew as I allers done." Then Abe went to join Angy in the room which the sisters had given to him that bitter day when the cry of his heart had been very like unto: "Eloi, Eloi, lama sabachthani!" After all, what was there of his and Angy's here? Their garments they did not need now.
"Presently, friend, presently. I want to wow!" he finished, and lost no time in his descent, which was meteoric. "That feller'll kill somebody if he ain't careful!" he complained as Pete tied his hands behind his back. "You wait till daylight an' see," cheerily replied Pete as the three were led off to join their friends in the corral.
"Fur's my part goes," said Josiah; "but when it comes to the eatin' tell you! that little feller'll put away consid'able more'n his share. That's how he's growd so." "They are not any of 'em the size they ought to be, Josiah." "We ain't feedin' 'em corn yet." "But they are not as big as they were last year this time." "Don't see how you'll help it," said Josiah. "I ain't done nothin' to 'em."
"Hev ye got a order from Will Morrison, in writin'?" he demanded. "No, but he will be glad to have me use the machine. He said everything at the Lodge was at my disposal." "Cars," said Bub, "ain't like other things. A feller'll lend his huntin'-dog, er his knife, er his overcoat; but he's all-fired shy o' lendin' his car. Ef I runned it for ye, Will might blame ME." Mr.
Curly continued; "This feller'll do well here, I reckon, though just now he's broke a-plenty. But what was he goin' to do? His team breaks down and he can't get no further. Looks like he'd just have to stop and be postmaster or somethin' for us here for a while. Can't be Justice of the Peace; another Kansas man's got that. As to them two girls man!
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