He's the sharpest feller in the woods I ever seed, an' he's got jist a little the keenest scent for the right thing to do in a tight place that you ever seed in man or boy.

Better'n all, he never loses that cool head o' his'n no matter what happens." "That is a hearty recommendation, certainly," said the general.
"Suppose you send young Hardwicke to me; of course nothing must be said of all this." "Certainly giner'l.

Nobody ever gits any news out'n my talk." And with that Tandy made his awkward bow, his awkwarder salute, and limped away..