Frank says he's feeling better, but he don't look very peart.

You get him to sleep all you can.

If we should happen to want you, we'll light a big fire.

So long!" "Don Hooaleece," said Benavides, very bright-eyed, when they had ridden a little way from camp, "how is eet to be?
Eef eet is war I am wis you to ze beeg black box." "Joe," said Pete, "I've dodged and crept and slid and crawled and climbed.

I've tried to go over, under, and around.