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It ain't necessary for you to produce the ring, so if that old biled owl of a Boompointer don't giv' it back to ye, it's all the same." "And they say nobody but the finder need apply," interrupted another. "That shuts out Boompointer or Kanaka Joe for the matter o' that." "It's clar that it means you, Cass, ez much ez if they'd given your name," added a third.
Senator Boompointer, that is," said Hooker, with an apparent dignity in his late wife's new title, "allowed that she'd gone abroad on a secret mission from the Southern Confederacy to them crowned heads over there. She was good at ropin' men in, you know. Anyhow, Susy, afore she was Mrs. Boompointer, was dead set on findin' out where she was, but never could.
Guy Heavystone had died as he had lived, hard. "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. "One cigar a day is three cents a day," remarked Judge Boompointer gravely; "and do you know, sir, what one cigar a day, or three cents a day, amounts to in the course of four years?"
She said it was of some importance. There is no mystery about it, General," continued the official with a mischievous glance at Brant's handsome, perplexed face, "although it's from a very pretty woman whom we all know." "Mrs. Boompointer?" suggested Brant, with affected lightness. It was a maladroit speech. The official's face darkened.
Her two brothers, Stephen and Hector Boompointer, had Western reputations that were quite as lurid and remote. Her own experiences of a frontier life had been rude and startling, and her scalp a singularly beautiful one of blond hair had been in peril from Indians on several occasions.
I reckon it's because you're so different from other men; maybe there are so many different things about you to hook on to, and you don't slip off as easily as the others. Now, if you were like old Peyton, her first husband, or like poor Jim, or even my Boompointer, you'd be all right! No, my boy, all we can do is to try to keep her from getting at you here.
She seemed to drop out of sight a year ago. Some said one thing, and some said another. But you can bet your bottom dollar that Mrs. Senator Boompointer, who knows how to pull all the wires in Washington, will know, if any one does." "But is Mrs. Boompointer really disaffected, and a Southern sympathizer?" said Brant, "or is it only caprice or fashion?"
Although Brant was convinced as soon as he left the house that he could not accept anything from the Boompointer influence, and that his interview with Susy was fruitless, he knew that he must temporize.
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.
And Judge Boompointer, gazing upon the affecting spectacle, burst into tears. From that day John Jenkins was an altered man. By W LK E C LL NS. The following advertisement appeared in the "Times" of the 17th of June, 1845: WANTED. A few young men for a light genteel employment. Address J. W., P. O. In the same paper, of same date, in another column:
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