Jim Spriggins goes without any
coaxin' and if it w'ant that I can't get away from Melindy I'd go
too."
"Your brother volunteered, I suppose," ventured Mrs. Arnold, with an
air of interest.
"Indeed he did, ma'am, he and another fellar from the Crossin', and
I brought 'em down."
Mr. Spriggins made a flourish with his brawny arm and beckoned to
the young men who now were introduced, and received warm
congratulations.
As cheer upon cheer rose from the crowd Moses became half frantic
with enthusiasm.
"Tell ye what it is, Mr. Lawson, them's the fellars to scare the
half-breeds. Bet your life on't, they'll soon make quick work of the
Injuns round Frog Pond and Cut Knife Creek."
Marguerite could ill repress a smile as she caught sight of Lottie
Lawson's face, so expressive of quaint humor and mischief.
And now the historic air--"The Girl I Left Behind Me," falls on
every ear. Those inspiring strains played by the 62nd Fusiliers Band
as the train moved off amid deafening cheers and shouts of "God
bless you," will ever be remembered as souvenirs of that eventful
morn, recalling the enthusiasm which then burst forth from the heart
of every true Canadian.
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