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Take that warjig whereof I recently relates an' wherein this yere Wild Bill Hickox wipes out the McCandlas gang six to his Colt's, four to his bowie, an' one to his Hawkins rifle; eleven in all I asks him myse'f later when he's able to talk, don't he regyard the eepisode as some romantic.
I don't nacherally lay for said repast wide-jawed, full-toothed an' reemorseless, like it's flapjacks I don't gorge myse'f none; but when I'm in Rome, I strings my chips with the Romans like the good book says, an' so I sort o' eats baked dog with the Utes. Otherwise, I'd hurt their sens'bilities; an' I ain't out to harrow up no entire tribe an' me playin' a lone hand.
I holds up that stage this afternoon myse'f. "'This yere's straight goods, I takes it, says Enright, 'an' our dooty is plain. Go over to the corral an' get a lariat, Jack. "'Don't let Enright hang the old man, Cherokee, says Nell, beginnin' to weep a whole lot. 'Please don't let 'em hang him.
A quick outbreak of laughter swept them all except Paige, who flushed furiously over her first school-girl affair. "That poor Jimmy child came to me about it," continued their mother, "and asked me if I would let you be engaiged to him; and I said, 'Certainly, if Paige wants to be, Jimmy. I was engaiged myse'f fo' times befo' I was fo'teen "
Well, seh, I wuz on de lookout for 'im when he come back, an', fo' Gord, ef he face didn' shine like a angel's! I say to myse'f, 'Um'm! ef de glory o' Gord ain' done shine on 'im! An' what yo' 'spose 'twuz?
I was in de shadder and dey didn' see me, but I heah 'im say, kind o' soft like, 'Remember, my deah lady, dis is a biz'ness contract; I does my part, an' I 'spects my pay. An' she says, 'Oh, yes, yoh shall hab yohr money widout fail. An' I says to myse'f, 'Mose, yoh ole fool, what you stan'in' heah foh? Dat ain't nuffin dat consarns yoh nohow, an' I goes home, an' dat's all I know, sah.
Pendin' hostil'ties, I shall rest myse'f in the Red Light, permittin' you the advantages of the dance hall, where Hamilton 'll lend you pen, ink, paper, an' monte table, wharby to concoct your last will. Stranger, adios! "By the time Texas gets off this talk an' starts for the Red Light, the Signal sport is lookin' some sallow an' perturbed. He's shorely alarmed.
"'I aims to excuse myse'f to you, sah, says Tom this last time, 'for them misstatements about me leavin' d' Presbyter'ans for d' Mefodis. I does do it for troo, but now I'se gone over, wool an' weskit, to d' Baptis'. An', sah, I feels mighty penitent an' promisin', I does; I'm gwine to make a stick of it dis time.
"I like Philip," she declared aloud, and was surprised to hear a little chuckling laugh from somewhere behind her, and turned quickly to find a smiling negro woman close behind her. "I likes Massa Philip myse'f," declared the woman, "an' I wishes I could see him jus' a minute," and her smile disappeared.
I ca'ms 'em not bein' subject to nerve stampedes myse'f, an' that same midnight when the sperits comes ha'ntin' about ag'in, I turns outen my blankets an' lays said spectres with the butt of my mule whip the same when we strikes a light an' counts 'em up bein' a couple of kangaroo rats.
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