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Henry Staples, the storekeeper and postmaster, rose behind the counter to serve this customer as if she had been a queen, and took from her hand the letter she brought, with the amount of its postage folded up in a warm bit of newspaper. The Captain and his friends looked on with admiration.
I have seen native torture before, and his own mother would run away shrieking from a man who had endured it. I said nothing, but the thought made my flesh creep. 'Well, he went on, 'you're in an awkward plight, but I think I can help you. What if I can save your life, Mr Storekeeper? You are trussed up like a fowl, and can do nothing. I am the only man alive who can help you.
These guardians of the cow lounged about, each with a brown cigarette paper in his hand, and gently but unceasingly cursed Sam Revell, the storekeeper. Sam stood in the door, snapping the red elastic bands on his pink madras shirtsleeves and looking down affectionately at the only pair of tan shoes within a forty-mile radius.
When Sheriff Sutton and the storekeeper entered the store they found Young Pete in a stupor from which he did not awaken for many hours. He was put to bed and a doctor summoned from a distant town. It would have been useless, even brutal, to have questioned Pete, so the sheriff simply took the two rifles and the cartridges to his office, with what information the storekeeper could give him.
Jest think of it think of a big circus, hippodrome, menagery, an' side-shows tourin' the whole United States an' Canada without a cent of profit, an' a mountain storekeeper in a measly hole like this gitting rich out of its remains without turning his hand over or losin' a minute's sleep. It looks like thar is some'n crooked in the universe."
It has been there many years. The storekeeper lives and sleeps on board. Schooners more than any other vessels seem to have such names as Betsey, Emma-Jane, Sarah, Alice, being the namesakes of the owner's wife, daughter, or sweet-heart. They are a sort of domestic concern, in which all the family take an interest.
"We're right sorry we bothered you about the supplies," he said, softly. "But we didn't know, you see. I reckon we ain't in any big hurry. You just take your time about fixin' it up. We can live on most anything for a day or two." The storekeeper looked at him gratefully and then lowered his eyes again. He turned away from them with a long sigh. "Nope," he said. "Much obliged.
"You have no reason to doubt the validity of the option?" cried Hiram, in desperation. "Assuredly not." "Then why didn't Uncle Jeptha speak of it to somebody before he died, if the option had not run out at that time?" "Humph!" "You grant the old man was of sound mind?" "Sound as a pine knot," agreed the storekeeper, still reflective.
I recalled our suave storekeeper and his gentle way of drawing from his customers their life secrets as he leaned blandly over the counter with his sole thought apparently to do their commands. Theophilus had known that I was going to enlist long before I had made up my own mind.
"Why," smiled the taller man, "you've never done much in the interests of charity, and now's a good time for you to start. Hurry up, McGuire; we're late already!" There was a snarl from the storekeeper, and he went for his gun, but something in the peculiarly steady eyes of the two made him stop with his fingers frozen hard around the butt. He whispered: "You're Red Pierre?"
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