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Her son was nine I. was obviously sorting it out in his mind as best he c'd been a year on remand and a year away.

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"You c'd git back to the right trail even yet if you'd only go straight," urged Kiddie.

Kiddie the Scout Robert Leighton

Britisher yelled; an 'we who was lookin' on c'd certainly hear suthin 'drippin' from th 'bunk he'd just got out of.

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'Any cook that is worth his salt can do wonders wi' th 'worst vittles'; an 'he told me how he'd once sailed with a cook as c'd make a stewed cat taste better'n a rabbit.

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We're going to live like a pair of primitive savages, talkin 'in the sign language, killin' an 'cookin' our own food, takin 'with us nothin' that you c'd buy in a city emporium, except, of course, our guns and huntin 'knives.

Kiddie the Scout Robert Leighton

By the sound of its feet we c'd tell it was no or'nary prairie cayuse, an 'soon, sure enough, Broken Feather came inter view, with the goods in a gunny sack slung over his shoulder.

Kiddie the Scout Robert Leighton

"I c'd tell sumpin erbout a party thet I 'magine you'd cock yer ear t' hear."

The Henchman Mark Lee Luther

"Padlock was too high for him to reach," returned Gideon, "an 'Rube didn't notion t' have truck with keyholes, winter nights, when he c'd shove the cub's grub in by a trap he c'd slide open in the dark."

Kiddie the Scout Robert Leighton

She told me t'nate, she c'd 'ave' ad a mint of money if she'd liked, but she wouldna tak 'it.

The Yeoman Adventurer George W. Gough

You felt in your pocket an 'fetched out them chips o' lead pencil, an 'you planted em one by one so all-fired cutely that nobody who wasn't searchin' fer signs c'd have discovered 'em.

Kiddie the Scout Robert Leighton