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"Now, Jim, don't be so uncommunicative; there may be something in this for you and me if we just put our heads together, 'two heads are better than one, you know, so set your thinking machine to work and grind out some ideas." "Well," said Maverick, slowly, "I dun'no what that Houston, damn him, would be runnin' 'round after Jack for, unless he wanted to get some p'inters on the mines some way."
You bein' yere all petulant an' irritated is mighty good proof I never is shootin' none at you, But bein' you're new to the Canadian country an' to Texas, let me give you a few p'inters on cow ettyquette an' range manners.
"Very good, sir," said Si, saluting. "This is what I call a puddin'," said Shorty, oracularly, as they drove away. "The Lord always kin be trusted to help the deservin', if the deservin' only keep their eyes peeled for His p'inters. This comes from not workin' yesterday and goin' to church."
"Which accounts for the fact that you Western riders have no 'form, if you'll excuse my frankness." "Don't mention it," replied Pinkey, not to be outdone in politeness. "Maybe, before I go, you'll give me some p'inters?" "I shall be most happy," Wallie responded, putting his foot in the stirrup. He mounted creditably and settled himself in the saddle.
They're pleasant folks to have dealin's with, and I've had both of 'em ask me if I cal'lated it was goin' to rain, when I've been goin' by different times, o' course but it 'most knocked the wind out of me when they done it, 'stead of givin' me p'inters.
Tom Scott, you beat the drum real loud, and James, you swing that flag so high the good Lord's got to see it! Here's the West P'inters here's the generals! Now, boys, just see how loud you can holler!" The 49th went into line upon Gartrell's right, who was upon Jackson's left. Beauregard paused to speak to that brigadier, advanced upon Little Sorrel in front of the 65th.
And I thought I'd come over and get acquainted and give you a few p'inters. It's so hard for a stranger in a strange place to know which is which." "I am glad to see you. Won't you come in?" I said pleasantly. She settled herself in the rocker before the fire in our "front room," looked down at the rug and exclaimed: "My! ain't this rug greasy!
"Now, boys, you've just got to kill the ox for this barbecue! Now, mind you, I ain't going to have any backing out! We ain't West P'inters, but, thank the Lord, we're men! When it's all over we'll have a torchlight procession and write to the girls! Now, boys, you be good to me, and I'll be good to you. Lord, children, I want to be proud of you! And I ain't Regular, but I know Old Virginny.
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