Have you been doing anything with your traps ?" "Yes, I have thirty traps out." "If you are going, tell Sam to fetch down another load of fodder before he unhitches." "Eb, I have no patience with your brothers," said Col.

Zane's wife to him after he had closed the door.

"They are all alike; forever wanting to be on the go.

If it isn't Indians it is something else.
The very idea of going up the river in this weather.

If Jonathan doesn't care for himself he should think of the horses." "My dear, I was just as wild and discontented as Jack before I met you," remarked Col.Zane.