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Updated: June 23, 2025
He tugged his sou'wester tighter on his head, glanced at Miss Cash's face, where incredulity and indignation were written large and struggling for expression, turned his head in Mr. Bangs' direction, winked solemnly, and departed. The wind obligingly and enthusiastically saved him the trouble of closing the door.
And and I bet you he's heard about last night's doin's, Miss Martha." A little of Miss Cash's excitement was communicated to the others by her announcement. To every one except Mr. Bangs, of course. Galusha, after his acknowledgment of Lulie's thanks, had relapsed into his absent-minded apathy. Martha looked at Lulie. "Humph!" she said, after a moment. "Well, let him come, as far as I'm concerned.
Miss Cash's head and shoulders appeared between the door and the jamb. "Miss Martha," she whispered, hoarsely, "there's somebody come to see you." "Come to see me? Who is it; Cap'n Jethro?" "No'm. It's Raish I mean Mr. Pulcifer. And," confidentially, "he won't tell what he's come for, neither." "And I presume likely you asked him that very thing.
So far as he was concerned, he would just as soon as not have that dead line painted down the middle of the cabin floor. Nor did its presence there trouble him in the least. Just this morning, however, the fact of Cash's stubbornness in keeping to his own side of the line irritated Bud. He wanted to get back at the old hound somehow without giving in an inch in the mute deadlock.
I figure we better work that while the weather's good, and run our tunnel in on this other when snow comes." Bud turned his head and looked at Cash intently for a minute. "I've been drunker'n a fool for three days," he announced solemnly. "Yeah. You look it," was Cash's dry retort, while he stared straight ahead, up the steep, shadowed trail.
Satisfied of the safe arrival of Kirby Smith, and ordering him up, with Elzey's Brigade, Johnston directs Kershaw's 2nd and Cash's 8th South Carolina Regiments, which have just come up, with Kemper's Battery, from Bonham's Brigade, to strengthen the Rebel left, against the attempt which we are still making to reach around it, about the Sudley road, to take it in reverse.
Lovin Child kicked his heels against the rough table frame and gurgled unintelligible conversation whenever he was able to articulate sounds. Bud replied with a rambling monologue that implied a perfect understanding of Lovin Child's talk and incidentally doled out information for Cash's benefit.
He even piled Cash's end of the hearth high with the surplus, after his own side was heaped full. A storm like that meant that plenty of fuel would be needed to keep the cabin snug and warm, and he was thinking of the baby's comfort now, and would not be hampered by any grudge.
"Don't rightly know," was Cash's reply, "but I heard thet before he went Fast Jim Bell worked his way further inter ther desert than any man has ever bin. What he wuz arter I dunno, but it wouldn't be like Jim Bell ter risk his life fer muthin'." "Do you reckon it was gold?" The slender young man's dark eyes kindled in the word he used there was some potent fascination for him.
Cash's "enormous black ledge" had shown less and less gold as they went into it, though it still seemed worth while, if they had the capital to develop it further. Wherefore they had done generous assessment work and had recorded their claim and built their monuments to mark its boundaries. It would be safe for a year, and by that time Quien sabe?
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