The moment I do so our friends with the empty guns will be apt to fancy that about a yard of particularly hot and well-greased lightning has been forged for their especial benefit.

Still, if you insist--" "Oh, hang your dog!" exclaimed Mr.Riley.

"You must hold on to him, of course, until we can find a rope to tie him with.

Where are your pals ?" "This is the only one I have at present," answered Billy Brackett, indicating him by a glance; "but I am in search of another, and have reason to believe that he is on this island at this very minute.
Haven't seen anything of him, have you?
He is a young fellow, about sixteen, named Caspar, son of Major Caspar, of Caspar's Mill, up the river a bit.

He left home yesterday on a raft, and I was to join him hereabouts." "What sort of a raft ?" asked the Sheriff.
"Big timber raft.