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The gambler was truly a firebrand, and so well did he handle his people, so well did he stir them by his disgust and righteous horror at the employment of a sheriff in their midst, that by nine o'clock the camp was loud in its clamor for retribution to be visited upon those who had brought such a terror into their midst. Beasley's amiability grew. His bartender watched it in amazement.
"We won't quarrel about it. Just tell us where the child is to be found." "I ain't seen her for four days and nights, that I haven't," declared the woman. That was all there was to be got out of her. Nan and her friends went away, much troubled. They went again to Mother Beasley's to inquire, with like result.
"I don't know how Beasley's got this thing, fellers," he said, in his simple fashion. "It don't matter, anyway. I hadn't a notion the sheriff was comin' along yet, either. That don't matter. Anyways I guessed he would be comin' sooner or later, an' that's the reason I'm layin' in stores of gun stuff an' things.
Ben slept at the Chester's home that night and if his dreams were not as populated with visions of elephants, leopards, deer, huge snakes and pigmy savages as theirs it was not any lack of interest in the coming expedition that was responsible for it. "Will you please send this card up to Mr. Beasley's rooms and tell him that the visitors he was expecting are here?"
It began without regard to cost, at least on the purchasers' parts. The currency was gold, weighed in scales which Beasley had provided, and his exorbitant charges remained quite unheeded by the reckless creatures he had marked down for his victims. In twenty-four hours the camp was in high revelry. In forty-eight Beasley's rough organization was nearing completion.
On the other side of the board fence a door opened creakily, and there sounded a loud and cheerful voice that of the gentleman in the dressing-gown. "HERE we come!" it said; "me and big Bill Hammersley. I want to show Bill I can jump ANYWAYS three times as far as he can! Come on, Bill." "Is that Mr. Beasley's voice?" I asked, under my breath. Miss Apperthwaite nodded in affirmation.
The brother and sister who lived so far away from the squalor of Mother Beasley's and who knew nothing of the toil and shifts of the flower-seller's existence, were deeply moved by the recital of what Nan and Bess had observed. "That poor little thing!" Grace said. "On the street in all weathers to sell posies and for a drunken woman. Isn't it awful? Something should be done about it.
"Hi!" ejaculated Inez, still eating greedily. "That'd be Heaven, that would!" "But do let her finish her story, girls," urged Bess. "Go on, dear. What happened to you after the kind druggist took you in?" "I staid all night there," said Inez. "He fixed me a bunk on an old lounge in the back room. An' next morning a girl I useter see at Mother Beasley's seen me and brought me over here.
And that look now included the Mexican. "Pedro, you're one of Beasley's old hands," said Las Vegas, accusingly. "An' you was one of them four greasers thet " Here the cowboy choked and bit over his words as if they were a material poison. The Mexican showed his guilt and cowardice. He began to jabber.
I was with the "Spencerville Journal" until a few days ago, and even in the country we know who's who in politics over the state. Beasley's the man that went to Congress and never made a speech never made even a motion to adjourn but got everything his district wanted. There's talk of him now for Governor." "Indeed?" "And so it's the Honorable David Beasley who lives in that splendid place.
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