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I tuk them for the same chaps I hed seed parley vooin' at the craps-table; an' tho't they wur only jokin', till one of them gin me a sockdolloger over the head, an' fired a pistol. I then drewed my bowie, an' the skrimmage begun; an' thet's all I know about it, cap'n, more'n yurself. "Let's see if it's all up with this'n," continued the hunter, stooping.
It may have been Fate, but I tho't you looked kind o' funny when Rance asked you if you hadn't missed the trail an' wa'n't on the road to see Nina Micheltoreña she that lives in the greaser settlement an' has the name o' shelterin' thieves." At the mention of thieves, Johnson paled frightfully and the knife which he had been toying with dropped to the floor.
Then Beasley Melford. He's jest a durned skunk anyways. Don't guess Curly Saunders ain't much account neither. He makes you sick to death around a whisky bottle. Abe Allinson, he's sort o' mean, too. Y' see Abe's Slaney Dick's pardner, an' they bin workin' gold so long they ain't got a tho't in their gray heads 'cept gold an' rot-gut rye. Still, they're better'n the Kid.
"Don't look till to-morrow mornin'," she said, anxiously, as she lay back trembling and exhausted. The breath of the mill! The fires of want and crime had finished their work on her life, so! She caught the meaning of his face quickly. "It's nothin'," she said, eagerly. "I'll be strong by New-Year's; it's only a day or two rest I need. I've no tho't o' givin' up."
Yet so calm it is, so pure, that it chides weariness and preaches a deep, still hope. In the city I seem not to breathe quite freely yet, but daily I gain ground and air. It is so different, even more than I tho't; so new, tho' I had seen it for years; so full, tho' I walk miles without speaking or seeing a face seen before. I must constantly say to myself, "Be quiet, be quiet.
If you'd do that, I tell you that cuss'll hit the trail so quick you won't git time to see it, an' you'll bust yourself laffin' to think you ever tho't it was around your layout. An' before I done talkin' I'll ast you to remember that when menfolks git around insultin' a helpless gal, cuss or no cuss, he's goin' to git his med'cine good an' from me." Buck's effort had its reward.
The child sheltered the flaring candle with her hand. "I've no tho't o' dyin'," she said, laughing. There was a gray shadow about her eyes, a peaked look to the face, he never saw before, looking at her now with a physician's eyes. "Does anything hurt you here?" touching her chest. "It's better now. It was that night o' th' fire. Th' breath o' th' mill, I thenk, but it's nothin'."
"Ya'as," she replied, from a rocking-chair in the corner facing him. Here there was a long pause, and presently she added, "Pappy said es how he tho't it mought rain in er day er two." The family in the sitting-room had settled down, the door being closed between that room and the parlor. "There, mother, gi' Thaney ter me," said Mother Tyler.
Well, he spoke nice to me, as I said, an' I wanted to spit at him for it. And I jest set to and tho't and tho't how I could hurt him. And so I said, right out before all the boys, 'Wot for do you allus come hangin' around our shack? Eve's most sick to death with you, I said; 'it isn't as if she ast you to get around, it's just you buttin' in. If you was Jim Thorpe now "
"I kind o' tho't sech work was for young fingers, Ma," Seth observed, indicating the stockings. "Ah, Seth, boy, I hated to darn when I was young an' flighty." The man smiled. His accusations had been made to ears that would not hear. He knew this woman's generous heart. "I reckon Rosebud'll take to it later on," he said quietly. "When she's married." "Ye-es."
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