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Occasionally the trainmen in charge of the freight mentioned Koku. His eccentric behavior doubtless somewhat puzzled the railroaders. "That's all right," chuckled Ned. "Let them think Koku is dangerous if they want to. That O'Malley person believed he was!" "I'll say so!" replied Tom.
Like all other railroaders not better employed, I dropped round to the depot at train time to talk with the boys and keep track of things in general. The regular was late, but Miles Diston was coming with a special, and came while we were talking about it. Miles didn't realize how badly he was hurt until he stopped the mogul in front of the general office.
Martha Gordon met her husband at the door. She had seen the volunteer gun crew filing past on the pike. "What is it, Caleb?" she asked anxiously. He made no attempt to deceive her. "The railroaders are allowin' to take what the Major wouldn't sell 'em the right of way through his land down the valley. Buddy brought the word." "Well?" she said, love and fear hardening her heart.
Olsen had been going from man to man, sending those who were not armed home for guns. So it came about that half an hour after Kurt's arrival a score of farmers, villagers, and a few railroaders were collected in a group, listening to the pale-faced Olsen. "Men, there's only a few of us, an' there's hundreds, mebbe, in thet I.W.W. gang, but we've got to drive them off," he said, doggedly.
It was a bottle of whisky, better stuff than the railroaders generally drank, for he knew the label. Moreover, when the light touched the glass the yellow reflection showed that it was full. He got up and approached the table, wondering how the liquor came there, until he saw some writing on the label. Picking up the bottle, he read his own name.
All these men, men we've known, men we've got accustomed to, even men we like, to be herded to the penitentiary. It's awful. There's some I shouldn't be sorry to see put away. They're scallywags, anyway. They aren't clean, and they chew tobacco, and and curse like railroaders. But they aren't all like that are they, Kate?" She paused.
"They even bought a bell for it, and it used to ding for the sheepmen and railroaders, as long as their religion lasted. When it ran out, the preacher moved on to fresh fields, and a rancher bought the bell to call his hands to dinner. The respectable element of Comanche that is, the storekeepers, their wives, daughters and sons, and the clerks, and others hold a dance there now twice a week.
It was a grin that needed no apology, for all evidence was in its favor that it was so seldom seen by the eyes of men that it could be forgiven without a plea. "I've been ridin' the long trail," said Seth. "With that bunch that just arrived?" "Yeh. Drove up from the Nueces. I'm quittin'." "The last time I saw you, Seth, you were butchering two tons of buffalo a day for the railroaders.
Si was too deeply exercised about getting his squad together to pay attention to Shorty or the jeering, taunting railroaders. He became very fearful that some of them had been caught and badly hurt, probably killed, by the remorseless locomotives. "This's wuss'n a battle," he remarked to the boys around him. "I'd ruther take you out on the skirmish-line than through them trains agin."
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