Ella Barnwell - A Historical Romance of Border Life by Emerson Bennett
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"Don't doubt it, stranger; but you'll do it yourself afore you've
wintered here two seasons." "I must beg leave to differ with you on that point." "Well, well, we'll not quarrel about it--it arn't worth while; but ef you stay here two year, without scalping a red-skin and perhaps skinning one, I'll agree to pay you for your time in bar-skins at your own valuation." "I am much obliged to you for the offer," answered the young man--a faint smile lighting his pale features; "but I think it hardly probable I shall remain in the country that length of time." "Not unless you have good care, I reckon," returned the other; "for that thar wound o' yourn arn't none o' the slightest; though I don't want you to be skeered, for I've seen many a worse one cured. But come, I'll assist you down to yon cabin, and then I must be off--for I've got a good distance to travel afore daylight to-morrow;" and bending down as he spoke, the veteran hunter placed his arms under the arms of the wounded man, and gently raised him upon his feet. Although extremely weak from loss of blood, the latter, by this means of support, was enabled to walk, at a slow pace; and the two descended the hill--the elder, the while, talking much, and endeavoring by his discourse to amuse and cheer up his companion. "Why," he continued, "you think your case a hard one, no doubt, stranger; but it's nothing compared to what some of us old settlers have seen and been through with, without even winking, as one may say. Within |
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