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Landy was working for the Crazy-Q outfit, at the time the government proposed to open the Silver Falls Project. He looked it over and filed on two of the homesteads. One for himself and one for James Gillis. Then he went to Illinois where his younger sister and her husband were share-cropping. "Come out whar yu've got room, whar ye own it, whar you do it your way.
An' suppose I did shoot him, I done a good job, didn't I?" "Yu did the worst job yu could do, yu highway robber," softly said Hopalong, at the same time moving nearer. "Harris knew yu stopped th' stage last month, an' that's why yu've been dodgin' him." "Yore a liar!" shouted Thirsty, reaching for his gun.
"Yes; after that yu've been a-readin', and what I know for myself that I didn't know till lately, I guess that could be." Then the bishop talked with exceeding care, nor did he ask uncomfortable things, or moralize visibly. Thus he came to hear how it had fared with Lin his friend, and Lin forgot altogether about its being a parson he was delivering the fulness of his heart to.
Sometimes I'd most like to quit being." "That's easy done," said the Virginian. "No doubt, when yu've found the moss yu' want to gather." As Scipio glanced at the school books again, a sparkle lurked in his bleached blue eye. "I can cipher some," he said. "But I expect I've got my own notions about spelling."
Thus did the three sit down to their meal. Occasionally a word about handing some dish fell from one or other of them, but nothing more, until Lusk took out his watch and mentioned the hour. "Yu've not ate especially hearty," said Lin, resting his arms upon the table. "I'm going," asserted Lusk. "Governor Barker may start out. I've got my interests to look after." "Why, sure," said Lin.
Had I been the bride, I should have taken the giant, dust and all. He had by no means done with the old man. "Why, yu've hung weddin' gyarments on every limb!" he now drawled, with admiration. "Who is the lucky lady this trip?" The old man seemed to vibrate. "Tell you there ain't been no other! Call me a Mormon, would you?" "Why, that " "Call me a Mormon? Then name some of my wives. Name two.
He grasped the situation in a flash and calmly blew several heavy smoke rings around the frowning barrel. "Well?" He asked slowly. "Nice day, stranger," replied the man with the rifle, "but don't yu reckon yu've made a mistake?" Hopalong glanced at the number burned on a near-by stake and carelessly blew another smoke ring. He was waiting for the gun to waver. "No, I reckons not," he answered.
"O-o-o! but you must tell me who it is first." "Mr. Cassidy," he replied, flushing at the 'mister, "an' I wants to see Carmencita." "Carmencita who?" teasingly came from behind the door. Hopalong scratched his head. "Gee, yu've roped me I suppose she has got another handle. Oh, yu know she used to live here about seven years back.
"I'll have to take my chances on that, too, won't I?" "They sculped a whole passel o' surveyors, month ago," he persisted. "Yu'll sing a different tyune arter yu've been corralled with nothin' to drink." He viciously snapped his whip, the while inspecting me as if seeking for other joints in my armor. "Yu aim to stay long in Zion?" "I haven't planned anything about that."
"Yes, sir," says I; and in he walks. I, in coars, with my ear to the keyhole, listning with all my mite. "Well," says Blewitt, "we maid a pretty good night of it, Mr. Deuceace. Yu've settled, I see, with Dawkins." "Settled!" says master. "Oh, yes yes I've settled with him." "Four thousand seven hundred, I think?" "About that yes."
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