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Updated: June 29, 2025
You're forty years older 'n the oldest of them." John Tarwater did look, but his eyes strayed to other photographs on the highly sensational front page. "And look at the photys of them nuggets they brought down," he said. "I know gold. Didn't I gopher twenty thousand outa the Merced? And wouldn't it a-ben a hundred thousand if that cloudburst hadn't busted my wing-dam?
He's a special policeman, an' he didn't do a thing to the strikers in some of the fightin'. He had his face all cut up with a rock, but he broke his club short off over some hoodlum's head." He paused breathlessly and looked at her. "Gee!" he said. "I'd hate to a-ben that hoodlum." "My name is Saxon," she said. "Your name?" "My first name." "Gee!" he cried. "You're lucky.
"As I can't help pleasin'," he retorted, "bein' what I am an' so made for the little flash between the darknesses which men call life. Now why couldn't I a-ben a butterfly, or a fat pig in a full trough, or a mere mortal man with a straight back an' women to love me? Go on an' smash the boats. Play hell to the top of your bent. Like me, you'll end in the darkness.
Cady, that helped raise you, told me about that. Cady rode with your pa. "Why, if your pa'd only got laid up in San Francisco, he would a-ben one of the big men of the West.
You never saw anybody take on as his poor old mother did when she heard about it. "Hank," said she to the boy's father, who was forging a bank note in the chimney corner, "this all comes o' not edgercatin' 'im when he was a baby. Ef he'd larnt spellin' and ciferin' he never could a-ben elected."
"You've earned it all yourself. I've had nothing to do with it." "Huh! you've had everything to do with it. You're like my second in a fight. You keep me happy an' in condition. A man can't fight without a good second to take care of him. Hell, I wouldn't a-ben here if it wasn't for you. You made me pull up stakes an' head out.
Pike, who cried out: "What kites she won't carry she can drag!" An hour later I caught Tom Spink, just relieved from his shift at the wheel and weak from exhaustion. "What do you think now of the carpenter and his bag of tricks?" I queried. "Lord lumme, it should a-ben the mate, sir," was his reply.
If you'd only a-married Charley Long! Then the family wouldn't a-ben disgraced. An' this is only the beginnin', mark me, only the beginnin'. Where it'll end, God knows. He'll kill somebody yet, that plug-ugly of yourn, an' be hanged for it. You wait an' see, that's all, an' then you'll remember my words. As you make your bed, so you will lay in it" "Best bed I ever had," Saxon commented.
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