He did not pass near the camp of Jeddo the Crow on his first trip; but from a distance he saw that the small, ragged, dirty tents were up, saw the familiar van backed to the cook-tent door, saw the teamsters already at work at moving dirt. He made out the well-known figure of Abishua Jeddo, but he saw nothing of his daughter.
“Some speed! She’s cleanin’ up after breakfast, I guess. ‘The sons of Levi; Jershon and Kohath and Murari. And the sons of Kohath; Amram, Ishar, and Hebron, and Uzziel. And the children of Amram——’
“Oh, a king snipe’s wife on the Rio Grand’,
She fried a Gila monster for a section hand.
She put it on the track to make it tender—and
It ditched the train that hit it in the desert sand!—
On a pay day—oh, ba-bay!
Oh, pay day on the Rio Grand’!
“Ho-hum! ‘The sons also af Aaron; Nadab and Abihu, Eleazar and Ithamar. Eleazar begat Phinehas; Phinehas begat Abishua.’ Hejup, Ned! Hejup, Jack!
“Oh, a-ridin’ the rods outa Kankakee,