“Much like—heap like—big like—heap like—B-I-G like!”
“Begorrah the same to yes. I intertain the most unbounded riverence to yer honor, as the boy said to the snapping turtle.”
“Want go home?”
“Well, yes, yer honor, I should rather like to do the same, bein’ as the ould woman will be out of praties, if I don’t help dig her some.”
“Go—go—Wahlangson willing.”
“Ye bees now—ye ain’t lying I hopes.”
“Go—no me follow—trail no touch—Wahlangson say so—no Shawanoe follow.”
“I axes only that condition—that none of yees attempt to foller me. Does ye agree to that?”
After considerable explanation, and by the help of pantomime, Teddy made the chief understand his wishes. The latter gave his promise, and gaily kissing him good-bye went off whistling St. Patrick’s Day in the morning.
Some considerable distance away he came up with Ruth, and gallantly offered her his arm. It need not be said she gladly took it, and the two speedily left the ground.