An' the way they cured the cat
o' eatin' squirrels was givin' her a litter o' squirrels to raise.
"I tell ye there's a lot o' common-sense an' kindness in the
country, only it's so dum slow to git around; while the
cussedness and meanness always acts like they felt the hell fire
sizzlin' their hind-end whiskers, an' knowed they had jest so
many minutes to live an' make a record. There's where a man's
smart that fixes things so he kin hold out a long time, fer the
good stuff in men's minds is what lasts; and the feller what can
stay with it hez proved hisself by stayin'. How'd ye happen to
tie up with the Injun, Rolf?"
"Do ye want me to tell it long or short?" was the reply. "Wall,
short, fer a start," and Silas Sylvanne chuckled.
So Rolf gave a very brief account of his early life.
"Pretty good," said the miller; "now let's hear it long."
And when he had finished, the miller said: "I've seen yer tried
fer most everything that goes to make a man, Rolf, an' I hev my
own notion of the results. You ain't goin' to live ferever in
them hills. When ye've hed yer fling an' want a change, let me know.
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