"I'll git it back on him, you bet!" "And I'll make him come," she promised, "at the tail of Dave Harney's chariot." "Sugar cart," Dave suggested.

"An' to-morrow night I'll take the paper down to the Opery House.

Won't be fresh, then, so they kin git in cheap; a cup'll be about the right thing, I reckon." He sat up and cracked his huge knuckles boastfully.

"I ain't ben a-burnin' daylight sence navigation closed; an' if they set up all night they won't be up early enough in the mornin' to git ahead of Dave Harney--even on a sugar proposition.".