We'd go over there' and
look up to the brow of the hill and say: "Gee! But wouldn't a fellow
come down like sixty, though?"
"Betchy!"
We'd look up again, and somebody would say: "Aw, come on. Less go
over to Boggs's hill."
"Thought you was goin' down Dangler's."
"Yes, I know, but all the other fellows is over to Boggs's."
"A-ah, ye're afraid."
"Ain't either."
"Y' are teether."
"I dare you."
"Oh, well now -- "
"I double dare you."
"All right. I will if you will. You go first."
"Nah, you go first. The fellow that's dared has got to go first.
Ain't that so, Chuck? Ain't that so, Monkey?"
"I'll go down if you will, on'y you gotta go first."
"Er - er - Who all 's over at Boggs's hill?"
"Oh, the whole crowd of 'em, Turkey-egg McLaughlin, and Ducky
Harshberger, and - Oh, I don' know who all."
"Tell you what less do. Less wait till it gets all covered with
ice, and all slick and smooth. Then less come over and go down."
"Say, won't she go like sixty then! Jeemses Rivers! Come on, I'll
beat you to the corner."
That was the closest we ever came to going down Dangler's hill.
Railroad hill wasn't so bad, over there by the soap-factory, because
they didn't run trains all the time, and you stood a good chance of
missing being run over by the engine, but Dangler's Well, now, I
want to tell you Dangler's was an awful steep hill, and a long one,
and when you think that it was so steep nobody ever pretended to
drive up it even in the summer-time, and you slide down the hill and
think that, once you got to going.
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