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We're going to have a country. Now, we want as large a number of white gentlemen as possible. We will want you. "Now, no matter what you are doing, or where you are, will you come when I send for you!" Eddring repeated simply, "I am a white man, too." "It's for the law, Eddring for the country." "Yes. I think it's for the law." "Come out and eat with me, Cal," said Eddring.
For he knew, as completely as though he had heard it from the boy's own lips, that nothing in the world but the knowledge that "Miss Sarah" wished it would have carried Steve through the ordeal of his first appearance. They had a word together Sarah and Caleb after breakfast. "Did you ever see anything like him, Cal?" she demanded of her brother. "Did you!
"I reckon thet's all, men," he said, briefly, and Cal Maggard recognized that the silence with which they turned away from him was more ominous than if they had berated him.
On this day, Glory was behaving beautifully. True, he had nearly squeezed the life out of Weary that morning when he went to saddle him in the stall, and he had afterwards snatched Cal Emmet's hat off with his teeth, and had dropped it to the ground and had stood upon it; but on the whole, the Happy Family regarded those trifles as a good sign.
Immediately, jerkily, Caleb started to straighten up. Argumentatively and then she checked him. "Oh, I know you don't believe it and I I don't think I do myself, Cal. A man has to know what opportunity is before he can go out and hunt up his own big chance. I just said it for the sake of argument, Cal. I I'm like Samanthy ole Samanthy, you know!
He did not stop often to rest, and before noon he straightened and stood breathing deep but rhythmically to survey a levelled space where he had encountered an impenetrable thicket. Then Cal Maggard leaned his scythe and axe against a young hickory and went over to the corner of the yard where a spring poured with a crystal flow into a natural basin under the gnarled roots of a sycamore.
He had brought his case to Pawnee Brown, and the leader of the boomers at once concluded that the gambler had not acted fairly. He had met Stillwater at Wichita, where the gambler's reputation was far from savory. "You were a fool to bet at cards, Cal," he said flatly. "But that is no reason why Stillwater should cheat you.
Hasn't Uncle Cal got all those things himself except eyes?" "Yes, but anybody who serves him needs them all, too. I don't believe Mr. Kendrick ever helped anybody before in his life." "Maybe he has. He's got loads of money, Louis says." "Oh, money! Anybody can give away money." "They don't all, I guess," declared Ted, with boyish shrewdness.
Cal patted Chip's knee approvingly. Chip blushed under the praise and hastily answered the question. "She hollered out: 'Stop! There goes my COYOTE!" "Her COYOTE?" "HER coyote?" "What the devil was she doing with a COYOTE?" The Happy Family stood transfixed, and Chip's eyes were seen to laugh. "HER COYOTE. Did any of you fellows happen to see a dead coyote up on the grade?
Pink came out with heaped plate and brimming cup, and retired diffidently to the farthest bit of shade he could find, which brought him close to Cal Emmett. He sat down gingerly so as not to spill anything. "Going to work for the outfit?" asked Cal politely. "Yes, sir; the overseer gave me a position," answered Pink sweetly, in his soft treble. "I just came to town this morning.
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