The Land Claim — page 60: what you’re looking at

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56 THE LAND-CLAIM. block-house, sided over and painted white, and had the wide, covered piazza and balcony, generally common to houses in Southern latitudes, and always characteristic of French set- tlements in this country. | On the balcony of the second story sat sat the trader himself, smoking a cigar) and ‘gazing at the river shining in the fore- noon sunlight... Seeing a young half-breed boy in the yard below, he called out to him: “ Henri! come here, you secamp!” _ ©“ Yes, sir; I’m come,” answered the boy, whose dreamy eyes and indolent air showed his mixed French and Indian bloods and he stood beside his master’s arm-chair. “ Did you take those berries and that wine ue yee lady, as I told you?” "= © “ Yes, sir? withont asoving-» muscle. _“ What did she-say ?” “She said, ‘Thank you; they are very nice ;” as motion- less as before. . “Did you tell her I would be around there with my car- nage at tome’ oleck:E/ * Yes, sir ;” without, baving-stirred. a hair's breadth: “ What did she say to that?” “She said,‘Thank you; that would be very nice, too ;” with a slight movement. “ Did she?) Is that what the young lady said? Tell the tenth, you rascal!” _ “ Eeouldn’t tell the truth, *cause I didn’t hear her; an’ it was the old-lady as I did hear ;" this time on the alert. . “ Ugh !-le diadle /” The boy was 430 Gulsk: fet-Rle teesteh, end quecestiod in tumbling down stairs to get out of the way of the horsewlip, petict> aaa mnconntantis-chaily adnan peisgon:of the house. “What's - the row about now?” ‘she asked, in good English. “ Nothing,” answered the boy, trying to get past her. “ Do rows happen about nothing, Henri? Tell me all,” she said, sternly! ‘The boy understood too well the sovereign will governing all in that house, even the master himself, to dare to deny her; and so he stammered out: conmnicloooks.com