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The Spirit of the Border

CHAPTER IV
18/26

"Up afore me, an' ketched a string of fish." "What are they ?" asked Joe, holding up several bronze-backed fish.
"Bass--black bass, an' thet big feller is a lammin' hefty 'un.

How'd ye ketch 'em ?" "I fished for them." "Wal, so it 'pears," growled Jeff, once more reluctantly yielding to his admiration for the lad.

"How'd ye wake up so early ?" "I stayed up all night.

I saw three deer swim from the mainland, but nothing else came around." "Try yer hand at cleanin' 'em fer breakfast," continued Jeff, beginning to busy himself with preparations for that meal.

"Wal, wal, if he ain't surprisin'! He'll do somethin' out here on the frontier, sure as I'm a born sinner," he muttered to himself, wagging his head in his quaint manner.
Breakfast over, Jeff transferred the horses to the smaller raft, which he had cut loose from his own, and, giving a few directions to Bill, started down-stream with Mr.Wells and the girls.
The rafts remained close together for a while, but as the current quickened and was more skillfully taken advantage of by Jeff, the larger raft gained considerable headway, gradually widening the gap between the two.
All day they drifted.


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