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With a fine timidity she begged the indulgence of fingering the great .45's, with little "Ohs" and "Ahs" of new-born, delicious shyness. The cañoncito was growing dusky. Beyond its terminus in the river bluff they could see the outer world yet suffused with the waning glory of sunset. A scream a piercing scream of fright from Alvarita.
They was two Colt's .45's that I've packed for nine years; and if I don't get 'em back, there'll be more trouble. You can ask anybody in Mojada County about Luke Summers. I don't usually need any other kind of papers for what I do. "I see the judge looks mad, so I steps up and says: "'Your Honor, the aforesaid defendant, Mr.
Then you can catch the evening train to the junction and come up on one of the construction engines. Better take one of the commissary .45's along, just for safety's sake though in all the trips I've made I've never needed a gun." The week following Kenniston's drop-out was a busy one, with time-books to check and enter, commissary deductions to be made, and the payrolls to be gotten out.
The prospector stood forward, at the same time producing from an open holster blackened by time one of the long-barrelled single-action Colt's 45's, so universally in use on the frontier. He glanced carelessly toward the mark, grinned back at the crowd, turned, and instantly began firing.
Do you think you got me because you rode up while I was talkin' to a lady, and butted into polite conversation like a drunk Swede at a dance? Say, you think I'd 'a' ever let you got this far if there hadn't been a lady present? Why, you little nickle-plated, rubber-eared policeman, I was doin' the double roll with a pair of Colts .45's when you was learnin' the taste of milk!"
Notwithstanding the grim assertiveness of belts full of .45's and the peeping handles of long-barreled Colts, set off with picturesque chaps, sombreros and tinkling spurs, the scene was one of peaceful content and good-fellowship. "Ugh!" grunted Johnny, walking over to Red and informing that person that he, Red, was a worm-eaten prune and that for half a wink he, Johnny, would prove it.
"What did you do with those you had last night?" "You remember the unfordable pond that came in one of my courses yesterday?" "Yes." "To-day I threw all of Peter's .45's into the middle of the pond. They must have sunk a foot into the mud by this time." "Seriously, Tom, don't you believe that you'd better take one of the revolvers that I bought and wear it on a belt?" "Not I," retorted Reade.
Once we saw a badger zigzagging along a side-hill, and Frosty whipped out a big revolver one of those "Colt 45's," I suppose and shot it; he said in extenuation that they play the very devil with the range, digging holes for cow-punchers to break their necks over. I was surprised at Frosty; there he had been armed, all the time, and I never guessed it.
He didn't even have a chance to shoot," she pointed to the two 45's that hung, one at either hip. "I guess we'll just relieve him of those," said Endicott, and, jerking the revolvers from their holsters, walked to his saddle and uncoiled the rope. Alice lent eager assistance, and a few moments later the inhospitable one lay trussed hand and foot.
With a fine timidity she begged the indulgence of fingering the great .45's, with little "Ohs" and "Ahs" of new-born, delicious shyness. The /canoncito/ was growing dusky. Beyond its terminus in the river bluff they could see the outer world yet suffused with the waning glory of sunset. A scream a piercing scream of fright from Alvarita.
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