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But he understood the good points of a horse, as was shown by the one he bestrode until a few days before the property of Judge Boompointer. This was his sole distinction. The unexpected question stirred him for a moment out of the attitude of reckless indifference, for attitude it was, and a part of his profession.
But his fate brought him to the entrance at the same moment that Boompointer was leaving it, and that distinguished man brushed hastily by him as a gorgeous carriage, drawn by two spirited horses, and driven by a resplendent negro coachman, dashed up. It was the Boompointer carriage.
And, blushing at her own eloquence, the young girl hid her curls on the Judge's arm. "Poor thing!" muttered Judge Boompointer. "Dare I tell her all? Yet I must." "I shall cling to him," continued the young girl, rising with her theme, "as the young vine clings to some hoary ruin. Nay, nay, chide me not, Judge Boompointer. I will marry John Jenkins!" The Judge was evidently affected.
"Red Pete, the notorious horse-thief, who had so long eluded justice, was captured and hung by the Sawyer's Crossing Vigilantes last week; his confederate, unfortunately, escaped on a valuable horse belonging to Judge Boompointer. The judge had refused one thousand dollars for the horse only a week before.
Somehow I don't quite remember this one," and he looked at it critically. "I had it at the races in '58, and that supper Judge Boompointer gave us at 'Frisco where Colonel Fish upset the table trying to get at Jim. Do you know," she said, with a little laugh, "it's got the stains of the champagne on it yet; it never would come off.
But he understood the good points of a horse, as was shown by the ones he bestrode until a few days before the property of Judge Boompointer. This was his sole distinction. The unexpected question stirred him for a moment out of the attitude of reckless indifference, for attitude it was, and a part of his profession.
Maitland never forgave me, the jolly old Governor laughed heartily over the joke, and so well used his influence that I soon became, dear reader, Admiral Breezy, K. C. B. "One cigar a day!" said Judge Boompointer. "One cigar a day!" repeated John Jenkins, as with trepidation he dropped his half-consumed cigar under his work-bench.
On such an occasion she really might have been more impressive. When her father came home that night she asked him the news. No, they had not captured the second horse-thief, who was still at large. Judge Boompointer talked of invoking the aid of the despised law. It remained, then, to see whether the horse-thief was fool enough to try to get rid of the animal.
Take him and you're safe; he can't be outrun this side of the state line." "I ain't no hoss-thief," said Madison grimly. "Nobody sez ye are, but you'd be wuss a fool ef you didn't take him. I'm testimony that you found him among your hosses; I'll tell Judge Boompointer you've got him, and ye kin send him back when you're safe. The judge will be mighty glad to get him back, and call it quits.
It's that rather old dog-goned ring o' yours that's bin in all the papers. She's bamboozled that sap-headed county judge, Boompointer, into givin' it to her. Take my advice and sling it away for some other feller to pick up and get looney over. That's all!" "Did she say anything?" asked Cass, anxiously, as he received his lost treasure somewhat coldly. "Well, yes! I reckon.
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