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He had a big-featured face, and pleasant eyes that twinkled now sunken in, with fleshy creases at the corners. "Tom McChesney," said he, "don't mind my father. If any man besides Logan can get inside the forts, you can. Do you remember me?" "I reckon I do, Mr. Isaac Shelby," said Tom, putting a big hand into Mr. Shelby's bigger one.
But he didn't look at the glass, Jenette said he didn't; he wanted to see if it wuz the right size round the neck. Joe hain't handsome, but he is kinder good-lookin', and he is a good feller and got plenty to do with, but bein' kinder big-featured, and tall, and hefty, he must have looked like fury in the robe.
He advanced until he was close beside her, and stood leaning an elbow on the corner of the spinet, a long and not ungraceful figure, with the black curls of his full-bottomed wig falling about his swarthy, big-featured face. "I have but my farewells to make, Hortensia," said he. "I am leaving Stretton House, to-day, at last."
He had a big-featured face, and pleasant eyes that twinkled now sunken in, with fleshy creases at the corners. "Tom McChesney," said he, "don't mind my father. If any man besides Logan can get inside the forts, you can. Do you remember me?" "I reckon I do, Mr. Isaac Shelby," said Tom, putting a big hand into Mr. Shelby's bigger one.
The strain was such that when the witch-doctor announced Ma Eme free from guilt she fainted. Big-boned and big-featured, she had been fattened to immensity. One day Mary pointed to some marks on her arms and said, "White people have marks like these," showing the vaccination cicatrice on her own arm. Ma Eme simply said, "These are the marks of the teeth of my husband."
She got to her feet, puzzled; Martin did not knock. It was Joe Robinson, his closest friend at the mine. His handsome, big-featured face was full of concern. "Say, listen, Mrs. Lloyd; Mart can't get home to dinner," said Joe. "He don't feel extra well he was in the engine room and he kinder he kinder " "Fainted?" Cherry asked, sharply, turning a little pale. "Well, kinder.
Here pass those who died boldly in the glaring lands by the Arizona border; a multitude of sunburned men with revolvers swinging low beside their hips and in their hands the deadly Winchesters. One comes among them, rugged of frame, big-featured, red from weather and the fulness of his blood. There is, in the poise of his head and in his eyes, a fierce intolerance. This is Joe Phy.
"To send a chit of a girl for him John Penhallow!" "Now," she cried to the driver, "be careful. Why did they send you?" Billy, a middle-aged man, short-legged and long of body, turned a big-featured head as he replied in an odd boyish voice, "The man was busy giving a ball in the stable." "A ball" said John "in the stable?" "Oh! that is funny," said the girl.
But he didn't look at the glass, Jenette said he didn't; he wanted to see if it wuz the right size round the neck. Joe hain't handsome, but he is kinder good-lookin', and he is a good feller and got plenty to do with, but bein' kinder big-featured, and tall, and hefty, he must have looked like fury in the robe.
Big-featured and stern, yet he had the kindly eye of the most indomitable of frontier fighters, and I doubted not the truth of what was said of him that he could kill any redskin hand-to-hand. "Clark's thar," he was saying to Captain Harrod. "God knows what his pluck is. He ain't said a word." "He doesn't say whar he's going?" said Harrod. "Not a notion," answered Kenton.
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