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We want Heth to go back break his heart if he didn't you understand. If I'd knowed last winter Jethro meant business, I wouldn't hev' helped Gus Flint out. Tell Jethro he can have 'em you know what I mean. Bije waited a little mite too long," said the senator, who had given a very fair imitation of Mr. Bixby's nasal voice and manner. "Well, I'm d d!" ejaculated Mr. Balch, staring at Jethro.
Worthington didn't understand, and he drew his chair away from Mr. Bixby's. "I don't know anything about it, sir," answered the president of the Truro Railroad, indignantly; "this is neither the manner nor the place to present a bill. I don't want to see it." Mr. Bixby moved his chair up again. "Callate you will want to see this bill, Mr. Worthington," he insisted, not at all abashed.
Bixby's occupation is gone now. We have changed all that, and we are ruled from imperial Rome. It was Isaac D. Worthington or shall we say Mr. Flint? who was responsible for this pernicious change for the worse, who conceived the notion of leasing for the Truro the Central and the Northwestern, thus making one railroad out of the three. If such a gigantic undertaking could be got through, Mr.
W a benevolence, tell him where he was. It took five minutes for the entire preposterousness of the thing to filter into Mr. Bixby's system, and then I judge it filled him nearly up to the chin; because he paid me a compliment and not much of a one either. He said, 'Well, taking you by-and-large, you do seem to be more different kinds of an ass than any creature I ever saw before.
Then when the Georgetown miners constructed a ditch to convey water for mining purposes from Loon Lake, they soon thereafter, about '72 or '73, built a road about forty miles long, to enable them to reach the Lake, which was their main reservoir. Loon, Pleasant and Bixby's Lakes were all dammed and located upon for the water company.
Hartington; "seems they hitched a kind of nigger minstrel show right on to it banjos and thingumajigs in front of the curtain while they was changin' scenes, and they hitched the second act right on to that. Nobody come out of the theatre at all. Funny notion, wahn't it?" Mr. Bixby's face took on a look of extreme cunning. He smiled broadly and poked Mr.
Her pawn, which was far from unbecoming, was in keeping with those gifts with which nature had endowed her. She carried her head high, and bestowed swift and evidently fatal glances to right and left during her progress through the room. Mr. Bixby's voice roused the storekeeper from this contemplation of the beauty. "That's Alvy Hopkins of Gosport and his daughter. Fine gal, hain't she?
He thought he might be able to borrow one hundred dollars from William Moffett, Pamela's husband, without straining his credit. "Well, then," he proposed, "I'll give you one hundred dollars cash, and the rest when I earn it." Something about this young man had won Horace Bixby's heart.
The water was very cold; he clung to a cotton bale mainly with his teeth and floated until nearly exhausted, when he was rescued by some deck hands who were on a piece of the wreck. They tore open the bale and packed him in the cotton, and warmed the life back into him, and got him safe to Memphis. He is one of Bixby's pilots on the 'Baton Rouge' now.
And such a shout as went up at Mr. Bixby's back never loosened the roof of a pilot-house before! There was no more trouble after that. Mr. Bixby was a hero that night; and it was some little time, too, before his exploit ceased to be talked about by river men.
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