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Updated: May 31, 2025
Don't let me see you around here again till we have better pens," and he was gone before thanks were possible. "I'm going to Churchill Downs to cover the derby for a Sunday special!" I sang to the sporting editor as I passed his door. "The Review of Reviews might use it!" followed me down the hall, and I chuckled as I headed for the cashier's desk. "Well, well, well!" was Blister's greeting.
Lots of times I've wanted to tell you that that it needn't make any difference. But I couldn't, 'count of what we did in Blister's office. A girl has to be awful careful, you know. If we hadn't done that foolish thing " "A judge'll fix you up with papers settin' you free, June," he told her. "I'll do anything to help that you want." "Well, when you come back," she postponed.
She was carrying a towel and some bandages. "Got to get a move on me," Dud said. "I got in after the fireworks were over. Want to join Blister's posse now. You comin', Bob?" "Not now," Dillon answered. He was white to the lips. There was a fear in his mind that he might be going to disgrace himself by getting sick. The nausea had not attacked him until the shooting was over.
Under the cool stars he wanted to think out what had just taken place. Had he fainted from sheer fright when the gun blazed at him? Or was Blister's explanation a genuine one? He had read of men being thrown down and knocked senseless by the atmospheric shock of shells exploding near them in battle. But this would not come in that class. He had been actually struck.
From yore story I judge you weakened when the danger was over. You gotta learn to keep up that red haid like I said. When you're scared or all in, stretch yore grin another inch. You don't need to w-worry. You're doin' all right." Bob shook his head. Blister's view encouraged him, though he could not agree with it. "Keep yore eye on that Dud Hollister hombre," the justice went on.
You're in town two-three days a week anyhow. If you like you can build a house here an' we'll move into it." "I'll get busy pronto. I expect you want a quiet wedding, don't you?" "Sure. We can go over to Blister's office this afternoon. You see him an' make arrangements. Tell him I don't want the boys to know anything about it till afterward." An hour later they stood before Justice Haines.
I ordered, giving her a shake; and to my surprise she obeyed. "Sit with her!" I said to the German, and I heard her repeat, "Go 'way from here!" as he approached. . . . The ambulance clanged through the gate. The young surgeon put his ear to Blister's heart, picked the limp body up unaided and placed it in the somber-looking vehicle. "Beat it, Max!" he said to the driver. "What hospital?"
I saw Mrs. Dillon's lips move at Uncle Jake's ear. He raised his sightless eyes to the sky, his head nodding. It was as though he visioned paradise and found it good indeed. I saw Blister's face turn from gray to red, from red to purple. The tenseness went out of his body, and suddenly he was gone, fighting his way through the crowd toward the steps.
That was foolishness anyhow, what what we did in Blister's office. But I hate to give up the boy on Piceance Creek who was kinda like a brother to me. Do I have to lose him?" There was no need for her big dark eyes to plead with him. His face was working. He bit his lip to keep from breaking down.
The rest followed on after: with the Hen holding fast to Kerosene, and Kerosene yelling for all she was worth; and behind come some of the boys toting Blister's corpse with Blister swearing at 'em for the way they had his legs twisted, and ending by kicking loose and making a break by the shortcut back of the freight-house for home.
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