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d cheerful. "I never could eat peaches. I like pine-nuts, and cowcumbers, and tomatuses, and--pine-nuts. Oh, I'm very fond of pine-nuts. I like pine-nuts roasted, and tomatuses, an' I like chestnuts raw, an' tomatuses. Don't you like pine-nuts and tomatuses, Johnny, and cowcumbers." "I don't like nothin' any more." "Then, Johnny, take 'em back." "I--I--I take 'em back by myself? I take 'em back, an' hear old Bose growl, and look into her holler eyes?" Here the boy shudders, and looking around timidly, he creeps closer to his sister and says, as he again gazes back in the direction of the Indian woman's cabin: "I'd be afraid she might be dead, Carats, an' there'd be nobody to hold the dog. Oh, I see her holler eyes looking at me all the time. If she'd only let the dog come. Confound her! If she'd only let the dog come!" "Oh, Johnny, Johnny--brother Johnny, come, lets go home! Shoo! There's somebody coming. It's John Logan, coming home from his work." As the girl speaks, John Logan, the sick woman's son, a strong handsome man, only brown as if browned by the sun, with a pick on his shoulder and a gold-pan slanting under his arm, comes whistling along the trail. Seeing the children, he stops and says: "Why, children, good evening! What are you running away for? Come, come now, don't be so shy, my little neighbors, and don't give the trail all to me because I happen to be a man, and the strongest. Come, Johnny, give me your hand. There! an honest, chubby little fist it is. Why, what have you got in your other hand? Been gathering nuts, hey? You little squirrel! Give me a nut, won't you." Carrie approaches, dives her hand into her ragged pocket and reaches the man a heaped handful of nuts. "There, if you'll have nuts I'll bring you nuts; I'll bring you lots of nuts, I will; I'll bring you a bushel of nuts, an'--some tomatuses." "Oh, you are too kind. But now I must hasten home to mother. Come, shake hands again, and say good-bye." The girl gives her left hand. "No your right hand." Carrie is bothered, and slips the peach in her left hand behind, and, with a lifted face, full of glow and enthusiasm, says: "I'll bring you a whole bag full of nuts, I will," and she reaches him her hand eagerly. "Oh Carrie, I have a nice little surprise for you, and if you won't tell I'll let you into the secret. You won't tell?" He comes close to her, sits down his gold-pan, and resting his pick on the ground, with
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