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The Firing Line

CHAPTER XII
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But--" He walked up to her and took both her hands frankly.

"We'll try to be good soldiers; won't we ?" "Yes." "And good comrades--even if we can't be more ?" "Yes." "And help each other under fire ?" "Yes." "You make me very happy," he said simply; and turned to the Seminole who was emerging from obscurity, shoulders buried under a mass of bronzed feathers from which dangled two grotesque heads.
One was a gobbler--a magnificent patriarch; and Shiela with a little cry of delight turned to Hamil: "That's yours! I congratulate you with all my heart!" "No, no!" he protested, "the gobbler fell to you--" "It is _yours_!" she repeated firmly; "mine is this handsome, plump hen--" "I _won't_ claim that magnificent gobbler! Little Tiger, didn't Miss Cardross shoot this bird ?" "Gobbler top bird," nodded the Seminole proudly.
"You fired at the top bird, Shiela! That settles it! I'm perfectly delighted over this.

Little Tiger, you stalked them beautifully; but how on earth you ever managed to roost them in the dark I can't make out!" "See um same like tiger," nodded the pleased Seminole.

And, to Shiela: "Pen-na-waw-suc-chai! I-hoo-es-chai." And he lighted his lantern.
"He says that the turkeys are all gone and that we had better go too, Mr.Hamil.What a perfect beauty that gobbler is! I'd much rather have him mounted than eat him.

Perhaps we can do both.


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