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"There now. Nobody 'ud believe it. An' yet I saw it.",“We left him by the creek, Ma, playing in the sand,” was the reply. “When Betty and me tried to make him come in he slapped us.”,From a long parfleche sack the Raven chief took a slender stick, beautifully ornamented with many-colored feathers. To the end of the stick was tied the skin of a raven—head, wings, feet, and tail.,“I’ll hike up home to-morrow and see if the old man will let me stick around. He was pretty much het up when I left. But, wait a minute. Are we going to let Jerry in on this play?”,"'All right,' says I, and he put a silver dollar in me fist and wint away wid his companion.,"Are you able to talk?",The Admiral drummed with his fingers upon the table, looking down.,Two people, a man and a woman, are standing together some yards from the cabin, whispering and gesticulating violently, as is "their nature to.",With this they left the office, Taylor to see that all preparations were made to forestall any attack, and Bob to take up the work Mr. Whitney had left for him to do.,"Now, now," laughed Isabella, "no more of that nonsense, Battersea." She turned and ran along the veranda into the house. The tramp and the negress were alone.,"I am in no pain," says Mona, crimson with shame and mortification. "You mistake everything. I have not even a scratch on me; and—I have no shoes or stockings on me either, if you must know all!","Find out if any of the servants have taken it.".