The Outdoor Chums on the Gulf

Captain Quincy [pseud.] Allen

Capitolo 45


"Tell me around that, wants her!" Said Jerry, as he stared at Will, sat
comfortably within the small short art, while the old black,
crouching himself/herself/itself more distant in a limited area to stern, it used paddle you fit tightly him. "Him
return in style, with a guide to show him/it the way!"

"Better that whether to be in that dark place, eh, Frank? Oh, I got
lost, every right, but it happened to find the hut of our good friend
George that freed me."

"To the not him the honest crack, nevertheless? Ready to give credit to the corn, no
matter that that the consequences", declared tall and steep Bluff.

"And I made a promise some more our George of additional provisions, if you have anybody
objections, individuals. He will start for Chattanooga right street. ME
you don't mention on the sheriff and his/her county, for me I was afraid it was able
you alarm the poor individual. Anything doesn't tell better him around him", remarked
Desire apart.

"And they doesn't want him/it, however. Gives to George that that Frank and You
you think us we can save. I feel me sorry for the old man, also. Say! You got
his/her photo this duration, Will?" Asked Jerry.

"Thanks, I did, and being standing close to that marvelous hut, done of
palmetto goes away. I am happy to see that you are starting to take a
interest in my job. Hold him/it on, Jerry. We want all enjoys the portraits
later", remarked Will.

The boys had eaten lunch, but that didn't dissuade them to get
another ready and Will and the blacks, did the full justice to him.

"Here, George is the package of food for you to continue Your long trip.
And I want to take her this, also. It is only five dollars, but it is able
you help out on the way to Chattanooga", said Will, the account slipping in
the black hand of the old individual.

George looked at him as if he could not think the eyes.

"Five dollahses! Gorry! dat is mo' the dan I see t of dis I am yeahs suh!
Five dollahses! If me on'ys of the log hold dat they cultivate me I see my girl, Cleopatrick as
its eyes will hammer out him!" he said, while scratching his/her white wool in delight,
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