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"He was just a-boilin'. I only saw him the once as he slid by the mouth of a draw. Looked like he was trying to keep out of sight. Rode a gray hoss." "Tweezy rode a gray," nodded Racey. "Him, all right. What did he want here, Racey?" "Offered Mis' Dale one thousand cold if she'd pull her freight." "She ain't gonna do it, is she?" demanded the alarmed Mr. Saltoun. Racey shook his head.

"Th' last head th' last hoof run off last night as we was comin' in with 'em a leetle mite late. Had ben up Black Coulee way, an' it got dark on us. Just as we got abreast o' th' mouth of th' Coulee, where th' poplars grow, three men come a-boilin' out. They was on fast horses o' course an' right into th' bunch they went, hell-bent. Stampeded the hull lot.

Bascom; "I remember now; I put it there to be ready to give John's folks when they come in; they wanted it; so you'll go all straight now; and I must get home, for I left some meat a-boilin'." So grandma put on her shawl, and waddled off, leaving a great deal of comfort behind her.

They laughed happily at the mountain girl's words, and the dear old teacher's sweet voice answered: "Yes, Judy; it is all just like the river, don't you see?" "Meanin' as how the water gits all tangled an' mixed up when hit's a-boilin' an' a-roarin' like mad down there at Elbow Rock, an' then all ter onct gits all smooth an' calm like again," returned Judy.

I kept their mittens and stockings all the while a-dryin' at my stove in the cabin, and hot coffee all the while a-boilin' for 'em, or I believe they'd a-frozen their hands and feet, and never been able to work the ship in. That's the way I did. Now Sally Kittridge is a great deal more like that than Mara." "There's no doubt that Sally is smart," said Mrs.

Then he sat down to eat lunch right by, and every few moments he'd fire a shot into some part or another, experimentin' an' aimin' not to kill it for awhile. I heard the shootin' an' blattin', an when I come up I tell ye it set my blood a-boilin'. I called him some names men don't like, an' put that Deer out o' pain quick as I could pull trigger.

He'd take the dollar, get it changed, and be two-bits ahead, every time. But I got to drift along. Say, amigo, if any of my friends come a-boilin down this way, jest tell 'em that Pete that's me was in a hurry, and headed east. Sabe?" "Si." "Pete with the black sombrero." Andy touched his hat. "Si. 'Pete." "Adios. Wisht I could take a goat along. That milk was sure comfortin'."

But the other, apparently unhurt, charged into him, and both went down together. "It's big Oscar!" cried McHale. "That feller downed his horse. Holy catamounts! Look at them mix it! And here's the whole camp a-boilin' after us! Casey, did I hear you say this was the day I didn't need a gun?" Before they could pull up they almost ran over the fighting men. The two were locked in ferocious grips.

As I entered this palace, sacred to its song, how its echoes rolled through my ear pans, how them pans seemed to fairly shiver under the mighty strokes of the song, and its weird, painful accompaniment of boilers a-boilin', rollin' mills a-rollin'! Water wheels, freight elevators cranes a-cranin', derricks a-derrickin', divin' apparatus, fire-extinguishin' apparatus

"I'll jest kind o' save him for the finish," he told himself. "Then I'll hook the spurs into him and ride in a-boilin'. Don't care what he does after that. He can set down and rest if he wants to. Git along, old soap-foot," he cried "soap-foot" possibly because Rowdy occasionally slipped. His antique legs didn't always do just what he wanted them to do.