Little Snap the Postboy; Or, Working for Uncle SamBrowne, George Waldo
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Little Snap the Postboy; Or, Working for Uncle Sam
Browne, George Waldo
Adventure stories; Postal service -- United States -- Juvenile fiction
"Time is too mighty short, younker, fer us to perlaver with yer. 'Tis
true we mought hev saved a good leetle slice o' yit by knockin' ye in
th' head when we pulled ye out'n th' river. To speak th' truth, I hoped
th' river would fix yer; but seein' yit wan't likely to, we got round in
season to take enny idee o' escape ye mought hev hed out yer head.
"We know yer air wanted mighty bad up to th' Roads, but we want yer wuss
hyur, though they air playin' inter our hands. Still, yer mought give
'em th' slip. Yer can't us! But this ain't bizness.
"To say nothin' o' th' shabby way yer treated th' boys, we hev a double
puppose in gittin' yer inter our grips. Yit don't make enny difference
to ye wot it is, so long es 'tis so. Now we hev got yer, we hev got a
leetle proposition to make yer, on which yer future happiness depends,
es th' parson would say.
"'Tan't enny use fer me to deny, but we hev got our eye on thet mail
route, 'cos we think yit can be made a mighty payin' investment. Shag
wants to run in shacks with us, but we like yer grit well 'nough to make
a bargain with ye. Now, if ye'll 'gree to stand in with us, an' do th'
square thing, we'll not only give ye a shake in th' profits, but we'll
see thet ye don't hev enny trubble. All ye'll hev to do will be to stop
yer hoss long 'nough fer us to look th' baggage over. Mind ye, we do th'
sortin'. Further, we promise thet ye won't hev enny further trubble at
Six Roads, or ennywhere else. Is't a trade, younker?"
Little Snap was so amazed at this audacious scheme that at first he
could not find tongue to reply to Bird Burrnock.
"What if I refuse to enter into any such a contract?"
"Then our own safety demands thet we put ye where ye can't trubble us
enny more. But ye won't?"
"I'll not stand in with you!"
At this declaration the little knot of listeners started excitedly, and
Bird Burrnock, the leader, uttered a fearful oath.
"Then ye wanter die, younker?" he hissed.
"Of course I do not, sir! But I cannot lend my aid to any such infamous
scheme. Why, it's robbery of the worst sort, and you cannot carry it on
for any length of time without being caught."
"Thet's our lookout. Mebbe ye air shaky in thet direction, but I can
tell yer we air well heeled thet way. Why, th' most' influential
citizens o' th' Roads air in with us. There's th' judge, an' the
colonel. Then, too, we'll take keer o' Shag. Once more, will yer fall
with th' plan, or shall we be 'bliged to take desprit measures with
yer?"
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