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The House Boat Boys by St. George Rathborne
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Maurice could assume quite an air of authority when he chose; it
seemed to be a portion of his birthright; and these lazy blacks
are quick to recognize this vein in the voice of anyone with whom
they come in contact.

"All right, boss. We don't wanter tuh disturb yuh, an' we'll go up
de sho' er bit. Dat fish he taste mighty fine, I reckons, mister,
an' we sho' be powful glad tug git 'im, dat's so. Hyah, yuh lazy
good-for-nothin' brack niggah, pick up some ob dat fiah an' tote
it up yander whah de p'int juts out. Dat look good enuff fur dis
chile. An' boss, ef yuh gut dat ere fish handy I cud kerry hit wid
me right now," remarked the strapping leader.

"Get it, Thad," said Maurice, in a low tone, not wishing to take
his eye off the trio of desperadoes for a moment, not knowing what
they might attempt, for if ever he had seen jailbirds loose it was
just then.

So Thad stepped around the cabin and took down the big "buffalo"
that was hanging by a cord so that the night air would keep it in
decent condition; it had come in on one of his lines that
afternoon, and they really had little use for such a quantity of
fish; indeed, both boys were already a little tired of a diet of
the products of the river, and yearned for different fare.

The darky ashore caught the finny prize, and his eyes glistened at
its size; but Maurice knew full well that this act of benevolence
on their part would not serve to protect them a particle from the
thieving propensities of the nomads if a chance were given to
purloin anything.
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