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Altsheler, Joseph A. (Joseph Alexander), 1862-1919

"The Shadow of the North A Story of Old New York and a Lost Campaign"

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Robert shook the fat hand in both of his and laughed.
"You are the same as of old, Mynheer Jacobus," he said, "and before
Tayoga and I saw you, but while we heard you, we agreed that there had
been no change, and that we did not want any."
"And why should I change, you two young rascals? Am I not goot enough
as I am? Haf I not in the past given the punishment to both uf you und
am I not able to do it again, tall and strong as the two uf you haf
grown? Ah, such foolish lads! Perhaps you haf been spared because pity
wass taken on your foolishness. But iss it Mynheer Willet beyond you?
That iss a man of sense."
"It's none other than Dave, Mynheer Jacobus," said Robert.
"Then why doesn't he come in?" exclaimed Mynheer Jacobus Huysman. "He
iss welcome here, doubly, triply welcome, und he knows it."
"Dave! Dave! Hurry!" called Robert, "or Mynheer Jacobus will chastise
you. He's so anxious to fall on your neck and welcome you that he
can't wait!"
Willet came swiftly up the brick walk, and the hands of the two big
men met in a warm clasp.
"You see I've brought the boys back to you again, Jacob," said the
hunter.
"But what reckless lads they've become," grumbled Mynheer Huysman.


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