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From: | Emilia Whitehead |
Subject: | [Adaldap-users] abreast |
Date: | Sat, 9 Sep 2006 12:21:31 -0500 |
Stonehad not needed to meet Darnell more than once
to get his status. Prentiss, we sure owe you avote of thanks.
He laid a shiny worn carbine onthe ground, muzzle
pointing outward. But to take Malloy serious, exceptregardin life an death, is sheer
nonesense.
An thets why youre leavin the
Hash-Knife?
He sweptthe edge of the crowd aside and thumped
away.
But it was Malloy who stuck in Jed Stones
craw.
Jim paid hisfine and got him out, greatly relieved
that it had been no worse. I reckon shes afine girl who doesnt savvy her Dad. Say,
do you care a whoop aboot whether I get drunk or not? Jim, this Curly cowboy
irritates me, remarked Gloriana, coming to thefire. A spring ofclear cold water ran
from under the cliff, and the cabin had been erectedright over it.
An now thet Malloy is doin it, why,youve no call to
get nasty. But Jims reflection was that Darnell certainly did not knowcowboys of the
Arizona-range stripe. Jim paid hisfine and got him out, greatly relieved that it had
been no worse. Darnell looked up and gave Curly a hard glance. Who the hell is this
hyar lyin cowpuncher?
Jim paid hisfine and got him out, greatly relieved
that it had been no worse.
Wal, Slinger, whatd you fetch it heah thet way fer?
And he slid the three cards upon the table and laidthe deck aside. An my girl Nancy
shore is a high stepper.
You mean thet cattle-drive in April, without me
knowin? Reckon you dontsavvy I aint no two-bit cowpuncher.
He was lyin flat on his belly, anhe shore had a
bead on Jim.
Wal, its lucky fer Jim thet the Hash-Knife is
peterin out. Itold your daughter thet, an naturally it riled her. Sit on him,
Charley, ordered Jim, and take himhome. We never robany cattleman of enough stock to
ruin him.
Bud ran a pipe-line from Yellow Jacket spring, and
had wateron the place before the house was up.
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