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Maybe your luck will return, if you keep on. Haven't you another V?" "Nary another!" "Where's your pard, that got salted the other night?" "Who Chet Diamond? Wal, hee's around heer, sum'ars, but I can't borry none off o' him. No; I've gotter quit straight off." "I'll lend you ten to begin on," said the youth, and he laid an X in the ruffian's hands. "There, now, go ahead with your funeral.
But his conscience began to thump so loudly that after a few minutes he told her he guessed he'd have to go, but would be delighted to return in an hour and partake of her hospitality. "May I bring Shorty he's my pard 'long with me?" he timidly asked. "Certainly!" she replied, with a sweet smile; and Si went away, his nerves tingling with pleasant emotions to the very tips of his fingers.
Whilst Quentin was engaged in these sage reflections, a sort of attendant or chamberlain of the inn informed him that a cavalier desired to speak with him below. Full of strange oaths, and bearded like the pard, Seeking the bubble reputation Even in the cannon's mouth.
Still, she felt weary and was growing despondent, and had a longing for the good Sisters and the blameless lethargy of conventual life, and then He came! But not as the Prince should come, on a white charger, to carry away this cruelly-abused and enchanted damsel. He was sunburned, he was bearded like "the pard"; he was a little careless as to his dress, and pre-occupied in his ways.
We weren't afraid he'd run away. He kept us awake for three hours, jumping up and reaching for his rifle and screeching: "Hist! pard," in mine and Bill's ears, as the fancied crackle of a twig or the rustle of a leaf revealed to his young imagination the stealthy approach of the outlaw band.
To his amaze and delight he saw almost as many wild horses as before the drive. "Gee, I'm greedy," he muttered. "Lucky as I've been, I want to stay and make another drive." "Wal, pard, I'm readin' your mind," drawled Blinky. "But don't feel bad. If we tried thet drive again we might ketch a few. But you cain't fool them broomies twice the same way." Another difficulty soon presented itself.
Yas, I obsarve ye be; but if ye're my meat, an' I think prob'ble ye be, I ain't a-goin' fer ter let yer off so nice and easy. P'arps ye kin tell who fired the popgun, a minnit ago, w'at basted my ole pard?" "I shall not take trouble to tell!" replied Ned, fingering the trigger of his left six uneasily.
"That's what, Pard Blink. I wish you didn't have to tell her." "Me? My Gawd, I cain't tell her," replied Blinky, in consternation. "Shore you gotta do that." "All right, Blink. I'll save what little hair you have left," returned Pan, good humoredly. He walked out to take a look at the horses, which were scattered on the far side of the pasture.
"Skeered stiff about some ole feery tale! That's all, ain't it, ole pard?" And he gave Défago a friendly kick on the moccasined foot that lay nearest the fire. Défago looked up quickly, as from an interrupted reverie, a reverie, however, that had not prevented his seeing all that went on about him. "Skeered nuthin'!" he answered, with a flush of defiance.
The Tarantula of Taos; or, Giant George's Revenge. A tale of Sardine-box City, Arizona. Redtop Rube, the Vigilante Prince; or, The Black Regulators of Arizona. By Major E. L. St. Vrain. Old Grizzly Adams, the Bear Tamer; or, The Monarch of the Mountains. Deadly Eye and the Prairie Rover. Arizona Joe, the Boy Pard of Texas Jack. Pacific Pete, the Prince of the Revolver.
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