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And before the shuffling feet of the ragamuffins hurrying homeward had turned the corner, the last mouthful of the newsboy's supper was smothered in a yell of "Extree!" as he shot across the street to intercept a passing stranger. As the evening wore on it grew rawer and more blustering still.
"'Blade'? Extree 'Blade'?" demanded a newsboy, holding out a paper. "Better take one, Mr. Dodge," advised a man in the crowd. "Mighty interesting reading in this extra!" Almost mechanically the banker paid for a paper, folded it, then stepped into the automobile. On his arrival home, and after having turned the car over to his chauffeur, Mr.
It was followed by the siren whistle that Bayliss had dropped in his flight. Then four "Quaker" wooden guns, a red-stained bandage and a partly used bottle of strawberry ice cream coloring appeared. Promptly at six o'clock newsboys appeared on the street with the exciting announcement: "Extree! Extree 'Bla-ade'! All about Dick & Co.'s latest! The best joke of the season!"
He put us in behind a pile o' little rocks in about the middle o' the place near where Judge Ming hung out, an' then retired on the main body at the double, leavin' us two in outpost alone there together. I hadn't never been ter a Chino buryin' ground before, an' night time wasn't extree pleasant fer a foist introduce.
It was midnight when the circulator of The Chieftain engaged for that important day only burst out of the tent with an armful of papers, crying them in a voice that would have been red if voices had been colored in Comanche, it was so scorched from coming out of the tract which carried liquor to his reservoir. "Ho-o-o! Git a extree! Git a extree! All about the mistake in the winner of Number One!
We chucked away mos' every last thing on that hike but canteens an' rifles. It was a darn fool thing ter do the chuckin' was, o' course but it come out all right, 'cause extree supplies follered us up on the Pie-ho in junks. Ain't that a funny name fer a river? Pie-ho?
Git a extree! Ho-o-o-o!" People caught their breaths and stopped to lean and listen. Mistake in the winner of Number One? What was that? The parched voice was plain enough in that statement: "Mistake in the winner of Number One." Walker and William Bentley bored through the throng and bought a paper. Standing under the light at a saloon door, they read the exciting news.
Before the shuffling feet of the ragamuffins hurrying homeward had turned the corner, the last mouthful of the newsboy's supper was smothered in a yell of "Extree!" as he shot across the street to intercept a passing stranger. As the evening wore on, it grew rawer and more blustering still.
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