And who could it be but Uncle Sam and Firm and the foreman Martin?
As soon as it began to show itself, it proved to be these very three, carelessly lounging on their horses' backs, overcome with heat and dust and thirst.

But when they saw me there all alone under the fury of the sun, they knew that something must have gone amiss, and were all wide awake in a moment.
"Well, now," said the Sawyer, when I had told my tale as well as short breath allowed, "put this thing over your head, my dear, or you may gain a sun-stroke.

I call it too bad of them skunks to drive you in Californy noon, like this." "Oh, Uncle Sam, never think of me; think of your house and your goods and Suan, and all at those bad men's mercy!" "The old house ain't afire yet," he answered, looking calmly under his hand in that direction.

"And as for Suan, no fear at all.

She knows how to deal with such gallowses; and they will keep her to cook their dinner.