Smoke And Shorty PDF Download

This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can usually download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1920 edition. Excerpt: ... VI THE WONDER OF WOMAN I "All the same, I notice you ain't tumbled over yourself to get married/'Shortyremarked, continuing a conversation that had lapsed some few minutes before. Smoke, sitting on the edge of the sleepingrobe and examining the feet of a dog he had rolled snarling on its back in the snow, did not answer. And Shorty, turning a steaming moccasin propped on a stick before the fire, studied his partner's face keenly. "Cock your eye up at that there aurora borealis," Shorty went on. "A bit frivolous, eh? Just like any shilly-shallyin', skirtdancing woman. The best of them is frivolous, when they ain't foolish. And they're cats, all of 'em, the littlest an' the biggest, the nicest and the otherwise. They're fair devourin' lions an' roarin' hyenas when they get on the trail of a man they've cottoned to." 180 Again the monologue languished. Smoke cuffed the dog when it attempted to snap his hand, and went on examining its bruised and bleeding pads. "Huh!" pursued Shorty. "Mebbe I couldn't V married if I'd a mind to! An* mebbe I wouldn't 'a' been married without a mind to, if I hadn't set out for tall timber. Smoke, d'you want to know what saved me? I'll tell you. My wind. I just kept a-runnin'. I'd like to see any skirt run me outa breath." Smoke released the animal and turned his own steaming, stick-propped moccasins. "We've got to rest over to-morrow and make moccasins," he vouchsafed. "That little crust is playing the devil with their feet." "We ought to keep goin' somehow," Shorty objected. "We ain't got grub enough to turn back with, and we got to strike that run of caribou or them white Indians almighty soon or we'll be eatin' the dogs, sore feet an* all. Now, who ever seen them white Indians, anyway? Nothin' but hearsay....