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Just before the failure of his mail-bags had brought ruin upon him, he had taken into his employ a man named Nathaniel Hayward, who had been the foreman of the old Roxbury works, and who was still in charge of them when Goodyear came to Roxbury, making a few rubber articles on his own account.
"What kind of a fellow is he, anyway?" he went on. "Does he go it alone up at his ranch?" At the last question Bill Marcom, discreetly silent, shifted his eyes in the direction of the foreman, and, following them, Bud surprised a covert glance between Graham and his wife. It was the latter who finally answered. "Not exactly." Buck was not without intuition, and he shifted to safer ground.
"We only have got back the fifteen thousand that he stole from us." These amazing figures dizzied Mr. Butts, and his face revealed his feelings. He blinked from one party to the other with swiftly calculating gaze. Looking at the angry Hiram, he backed away two steps. After staring at the unkempt members of the Smyrna fire department, ranged behind their foreman, he backed three steps more.
These bandits meant what they said; more, they meant every gesture they made. "It's all right," the foreman said. "He ain't got anything to lose anyhow. I'll show you where he is," and, followed by the sinister Venustiano, he went out. Uncle Henry moved his chair close to Lopez. "Now listen, robber I mean, bandit.
To be next the very top to have his say in the running of a model cow-outfit and it should be a model outfit if he took charge, for he had ideas of his own about how these things should be done to be foreman, with the right to "hire and fire" at his own discretion He turned, flushed and bright-eyed, to Dill. "God knows why yuh cut me out for the job," he said in a rather astonished voice.
But the rope broke, and before the searing-iron could touch the black steer's rump he went through the fence like a battering-ram. "Look out for that ornery critter, Miss Frances!" yelled the foreman of the Bar-T Ranch. Frances saw him coming, headed for the group of visitors. She touched Molly with the spur, and the intelligent cow-pony jumped aside into the clear-way.
Foreman Payson flung himself between the big, angry human bull and the young chief engineer. "Don't waste any time or heat on him, Mr. Payson," Tom advised, slipping his handful of letters into his coat and tossing that garment to the back of the room. "If Bellas has any grudge against me, I don't want to stop him from making his last kick."
The Double Mountain ranch was my pride, and before leaving, the foreman and I outlined some landed additions to fill and square up my holdings, in case it should ever be necessary to fence the range. On my return to the Clear Fork, the ranch outfit had just finished gathering from my own and adjoining ranges fifteen hundred bulls for distillery feeding.
Savine with visible distress. "But sit down. You can't help him, and may bring on a seizure by exciting yourself, Julius." Savine, who did not answer her, remained standing until the hired hand whom he had summoned, entered. "Ride your hardest to the camp and tell Foreman Tom I'm coming over to take charge until Mr. Thurston, who has met with an accident, recovers," he said.
Lou Garou turned upon the foreman like a rat at bay. "That night in the shack," he cried, "I dreams that Ruddy comes to life. Jenny she hears me moanin' in my sleep, and she sits up and bends over to see what's the matter. I think it's Ruddy bendin' over to choke me, and I hits out!" "That's true, every word of it!" cried the woman. "He hit me in his sleep.
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