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Garey, drawing a long breath, planted himself firmly, the heel of his left foot opposite to, and some inches in advance of, the hollow of his right. Then, jerking up his gun, and throwing the barrel across his left palm, he cried out to his comrade "Steady, ole bone an' sinyer! hyar's at ye!" The words were scarcely out when the gun was levelled.

Once the sullen, melancholy boom of distant cannon shook the clouds, and then was still, and ever and again sounded that tireless cry, "Dovinger's Rangers. Hyar's yer guidon! Rally, boys! Rally on the guidon! Rally on the reserve!" The senior surgeon, as the road wound near, stepped down toward it when the horseman, still holding himself proudly erect, passed by.

But amidst the furrows the can sat untouched by the plunging missiles. We were greeted with hearty banter. "Hyar's the champeens!" "Now they'll show us." "Ain't never see that pilgrim unlimber his gun yit, but I reckon he's a bad 'un." "Jenks, old hoss, cain't you l'an that durned can manners?" "I'll try to oblige you, boys," friend Jenks smiled.

She stood there a little shyly at first, as slender and as gracefully upright as a birch, and her dark hair caught the fire of the sinking sun with a bronze glow like that of the turkey's wing. Her eyes, over which heavy lashes drooped diffidently, were bafflingly deep, as with rich colour drowned in duskiness. "This hyar's my gal, Dorothy," announced the old man and then she disappeared.

Before reaching the spot where he is still prospecting, they see him give a sudden spring forward, like a frog leaping over meadow sward, then pause again, scrutinising a track. A second examination, similar to the first, tells of another discovery. In like manner explained, by his speech close following, "An' hyar's the track o' the mare the yeller mustang as war rid by the saynorita.

Then the rapid beat of hard hoofs on the trail was followed by several shots from the hillside. Soon the clatter of hoofs died away in the distance. "Who was thet?" asked three of Buell's men in unison. "Take it from me, Greaser's sneaked," replied Buell. "How'd he git out?" With that Bud and Bill began kicking in the piles of brush. "Aha! Hyar's the place," sang out Bud.

The poor boy looked up deprecatingly from under his limp and drooping hat-brim. All the crowd stood in silence, watching them. After a moment of this keen scrutiny, the deputy turned to the constable with an interrogative wave of the hand. "This hyar's the boy what war put through the winder-pane ter thieve from Blenkins," said Jim Dow. "Thar's consider'ble fac's agin him."

I'm glad to say his cabin is comfortable. He'll be looked after." "Wal, I'm glad to hear thet. I'll send Lem or Wade up thar an' see if we can do anythin' fer the boy." "Dad that's just like you," replied Columbine, with her hand seeking his broad shoulder. "Ahuh! Say, Collie, hyar's letters from 'most everybody in Kremmlin' wantin' to be invited up fer October first. How about askin' 'em?"

The soldier held a long, heavy staff planted on one stirrup, from the top of which drooped in the dull air the once gay guidon, battle-rent and sodden with rain, and as he went he shouted at intervals, "Dovinger's Bangers! Rally on the guidon!" Now and again his strident boyish voice varied the appeal, "Hyar's yer Dov-inger's Rangers! Bally, boys! Rally on the reserve!"

'It runs in the right direction, said young Brainerd, 'and if it only keeps on as it began, it will prove a very handy thing for us. 'Hyar's as afeared it ain't goin' to keep on in that style, remarked Baldy; 'howsumever, you can go ahead awhile longer. 'Naow, that's what I call real queer, remarked Ethan Hopkins, who was stretching his legs by walking alongside the steamer.

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