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. Two little savages : being the adventures of two boys who lived as Indians and what they learned. With over three hundred drawings . d had soon run through hisproperty and followed the usual course from lazinessto crime. Bill had seen the inside of more than onejail. He was widely known in the adjoining town-ship of Emolan; many petty thefts were traced tohim, and it was openly stated that but for the helpof a rich and clever confederate he would certainly bein the penitentiary. It was darkly hinted, further,that this confederate was a well-to-do Sangerite whohad many farms and a wife and so
. Two little savages : being the adventures of two boys who lived as Indians and what they learned. With over three hundred drawings . d had soon run through hisproperty and followed the usual course from lazinessto crime. Bill had seen the inside of more than onejail. He was widely known in the adjoining town-ship of Emolan; many petty thefts were traced tohim, and it was openly stated that but for the helpof a rich and clever confederate he would certainly bein the penitentiary. It was darkly hinted, further,that this confederate was a well-to-do Sangerite whohad many farms and a wife and son and a little daugh-ter, and his first name was William, and his second name Ra But never mind; and dont for the world say I told you. Oh, its easy to get rich—ifyou know how. Of course, these rumours neverreached the parties chiefly concerned. Hennard had left Downeys Dump the eveningbefore, and avoiding the roads, had struck through thewoods, to visit his partner, with important mattersto arrange—very important for Hennard. He wasmuch fuddled when he left Downeys, the nightwas cloudy, and consequently lie had wandered 478. The Three- Fingered Tramp round and round till he was completely lost. Heslept under a tree (a cold, miserable sleep it was), andin the sunless morning he set out with little certaintyto find his pal. After some time he stumbledon the trail that led him to the boys camp. He wasnow savage with hunger and annoyance, and recklesswith bottle assistance, for he carried a flask. Nolonger avoiding being seen, he walked up to the teepeejust as Little Beaver was frying meat for the noon-day meal he expected to eat alone. At the sound offootsteps Yan turned, supposing that one of his com-panions had come back, but there instead was a big,rough-looking tramp. Well, sonny, cookin dinner? Ill be glad to jineye, he said with an unpleasant and fawning smile. His manner was as repulsive as it could be, thoughhe kept the form of politeness. Wheres your folks, sonny? Ha
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