The two feebler natures, drawn together in unconscious sympathy, looked vaguely at each other for support.
"You see," said the Judge, suddenly, as if triumphantly concluding an argument, "there ain't anything better for a young fellow than independence.

Nature, so to speak, points the way.

Look at the animals." "There's a skunk hereabouts," said Union Mills, who was supposed to be gifted with aristocratically sensitive nostrils, "within ten miles of this place; like as not crossing the Ridge.

It's always my luck to happen out just at such times.

I don't see the necessity anyhow of trapesing round the claim now, if we calculate to leave it to-night." Both men waited to observe if the suggestion was taken up by the Right and Left Bower moodily plodding ahead.