Didn't notice my old grays a-doin' that none, when we come up, did you?
I'm the railroad for our town, and I've got that one beat to a frazzle.

Now listen to that thing, Dan; that's the States comin' to find us out." Dan Anderson made no reply.
"Well, let her come," Tom resumed cheerfully; "I come from Georgy, and in that country, it ain't considered perlite to worry if you've got one square meal ahead.

Which, by the way, reminds me that that's about all we've got ahead now.

You just set here with the team a while, while I take a _pasear_ down the canon to see if I can get a deer for supper to-night.

I hope the old railroad ain't scared 'em all away.