I'll jist elict meself to the office of sheriff an' go about these regions wid a s'arch-warrint in my shoes that'll niver let me rist until Miss Cora is found." "Wal, I 'spose we'll part in the mornin' then.

As yer say this are the first time you've got as fur north, I'll say I think you're nearer the trail than yer ever war yit." "What might be the reason for that ?" eagerly asked Teddy.
"I can't say what it is, only I kind o' feel it in my bones.

Thar's a tribe of copperskins about a hundred miles to the north'ard, that I'll lay can tell yer _somethin'_ about the gal." "Indians?
An' be what token would they be acquaint with her ?" "They're up near the Hudson Bay Territory line, and be a harmless kind of people.

I stayed among 'em two winters and found 'em a harmless lot o' simpletons that wouldn't hurt a hair o' yer head.

Thar's allers a lot of white people staying among 'em." "I fails yit to see what they could be doing with Miss Cora." "Mind I tells yer only what I _thinks_--not what I _knows_.