Guy Rivers: A Tale of GeorgiaSimms, William Gilmore
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Guy Rivers: A Tale of Georgia
Simms, William Gilmore
Georgia -- History -- 1775-1865 -- Fiction; Gold mines and mining -- Fiction
"And, a word in your ear, 'squire--one half of the people you meet with
in this quarter know a leetle more of this same Pony Club than is
altogether becoming in honest men. So mind that you look about you,
right and left, with a sharp eye, and be ready to let drive with a quick
hand. Keep your tongue still, at the same time that you keep your eyes
open, for there's no knowing what devil's a listening when a poor weak
sinner talks. The danger's not in the open daylight, but in the dark.
There's none of them that will be apt to square off agin you while
you're here; for they knew that, though we've got a mighty mixed nest,
there's some honest birds in it. There's a few of us here, always ready
to see that a man has fair play, and that's a sort of game that a scamp
never likes to take a hand in. There's quite enough of us, when a
scalp's in danger, who can fling a knife and use a trigger with the
best, and who won't wait to be asked twice to a supper of cold steel.
Only you keep cool, and wide awake, and you'll have friends enough
always within a single whoop. But, good night now. I must go and look
after our horses. I'll see you soon--I reckon a leetle sooner than you
care to see me."
Ralph Colleton good humoredly assured him that could not the case, and
with friendly gripe of the hand, they parted.
CHAPTER IX.
MORE OF THE DRAMATIS PERSONAE.
In a few days, so much for the proper nursing of Mark Forrester, and of
the _soi-disant medico_ of the village, Ralph Colleton was able to make
his appearance below, and take his place among the _habitues_ of the
hotel. His wound, slight at first, was fortunate in simple treatment and
in his own excellent constitution. His bruises gave him infinitely more
concern, and brought him more frequent remembrances of the adventure in
which they were acquired. A stout frame and an eager spirit, impatient
of restraint, soon enabled our young traveller to conquer much of the
pain and inconvenience which his hurts gave him, proving how much the
good condition of the physical man depends upon the will. He lifted
himself about in five days as erectly as if nothing had occurred, and
was just as ready for supper, as if he had never once known the loss of
appetite. Still he was tolerably prudent and did not task nature too
unreasonably. His exercises were duly moderated, so as not to irritate
anew his injuries. Forrester was a rigid disciplinarian, and it was only
on the fifth day after his arrival, and after repeated entreaties of his
patient, in all of which he showed himself sufficiently _impatient_,
that the honest woodman permitted him to descend to the dinner-table of
the inn, in compliance with the clamorous warning of the huge bell which
stood at the entrance.
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
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