I imagine the great Daniel and Simon Kenton and Harrod and the rest killed lots of bears in these hills." "I'd go and see that inscription in the morning," said Dick, "if I didn't have a bit of war on my hands." "Maybe you'll have a chance later on.

But I'm feeling bully after this cold bath.

Dick, I came into the creek weighing two hundred and twenty-five pounds, one hundred and fifty pounds of human being and seventy-five pounds of dust and dirt.

I'm back to one hundred and fifty now.

Besides, I was fifty years old when I entered the stream, and I've returned to twenty." "That just about describes me, too, but the colonel is whistling for us to come.