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But I'll get by if any one can. This is one of the best locations in the valley. Me and Sim Gage; and Sim, he says " "Sim Gage!" The lady snorted her contempt of the very name. "That man! Altogether impossible!" "He shore is. He certainly is," assented Wid Gardner. "He seems to be getting impossible-er almost every year, now, don't he?" "I do not care to discuss Mr.

Dunlop, "and we're going into the mining business on our own account." "Nonsense! Where's your claim?" "Somewhere, sir, in this part of Nevada." "You haven't found the claim yet, then?" asked the promoter, with a tinge of relief in his voice. "No, sir. We located a promising claim, but the Gage gang tricked us out of it. We'll find another, though."

She struggled, and cried out for help. Like a panther, Frank Merriwell bounded from behind the tree. He caught Gage by the collar, and tore Inza from his grasp. Then Frank's fist shot out, landing with a sharp spat right between Leslie's eyes. A second later Gage came in violent contact with the ground. "Frank!" exclaimed Inza, as he supported her.

If I could go on and put up some hay, way prices is, I could make some money this fall, but them damn robbers has cleaned me, and I can't start with nothing. And I ain't got nothing. So there I am." He vouchsafed nothing more, but had already said so much that Doctor Barnes sat regarding him quietly. "Gage," said he after a time, "things might be better in this valley.

More radical action followed. When Gage, having caused the election of a legislature, prorogued it before it had assembled, the members none the less gathered. Declaring that the Regulating Act was invalid, they elected a council, appointed a committee of safety, and named a receiver of taxes.

'O, Iago, the pity of it! The least tender should be moved to tears; the most incredulous to prayer. And all that you could do was to pen your letter to the Reverend H. B. Gage! Is it growing at all clear to you what a picture you have drawn of your own heart? I will try yet once again to make it clearer.

True, the daughter was tied to the apron strings of her mother. But then Jim could only fling his pocketbook in her face. He had done it and she, sheep-like, had obviously accepted the situation without a question, a murmur. How could he, as an American, gage such a blank lack of character, individuality?

An affidavit was made by Gervase Say, an inhabitant of Gage township, sworn to before Francis Peabody, Justice of the Peace, in which it was stated that John Baptiste Caltpate, an Indian of the St. John tribe, had declared to him that Francis DeFalt, an Indian belonging to Pére Thomas' tribe, set fire to Captain Godfrey's house and store at Grimross.

If he does so, he will find that a green gage, an apricot or a plum, which was seedless, of course, rested on top of the paper, and was crushed against the lid of the box. The stain is quite distinct on both paper and cover, and shows that there was only one such piece of fruit placed there. Of course, it contained the poison, and was placed on top, because it would naturally be eaten first."

"So would I," answered William Gage, whom Charles looked upon as his 'right-hand man; "but it wouldn't do to attempt it, for he has got too many friends. We must shoot his dog, or steal his boat, or do something of that kind. It would plague him more than a dozen whippings." "That's so!" exclaimed another of the Rangers.