Stockton, Frank Richard, 1834-1902 / 2008-11-05 00:00:00
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"And in you went!" said Harry.
"Yes--in I went. I don't see what ever put John Walker up to makin'
sich a boat as that. It's jist the meanest, lopsidedest, low-borndedst
boat I ever did see."
"I don't wonder you think so," said Harry, laughing; "but if I were you,
I'd go home as soon as I could, and get some dry clothes."
"That's so," said Tony, rising; "these feel like the inside of an
eelskin."
"Oh, Tony!" said Harry as they walked along up the creek, "did you find
out what that thing was?"
"Yes, I did," answered Tony.
"And what was it?"
"It was Captain Caseby."
"Captain Caseby?" cried Harry.
"Yes; jist him, and nuthin' else. It was his head we seen agin the sky,
as he was a-walkin' on the other side of that little ridge."
"Captain Caseby!" again ejaculated Harry in his amazement.
"Yes, sir!" said Tony; "an' I'm glad I found it out before I crossed the
creek, for my gun wasn't no further use, an' it was only in my way, so I
left it in the bushes up here. Ef it hadn't been for that, the ole rifle
would ha' been at the bottom of the creek.
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