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"What's that?" he shouted, sitting up very straight. "What's that?" Red energetically swept the sombrero behind him and pointed to the rear. "War-whoops! W-a-r w-h-o-o-p-s! Injuns, you chump!" Mr. Connors appeared to be mildly exasperated. "Yes?" sarcastically rejoined Mr. Cassidy in his throat, and then shouted in reply: "Love an' liquor don't mix very well in you. Wake up! Come out of it!"
Since the counties comprising that senatorial district constituted a part of the district that I then represented in Congress, I took an active part in the support of the candidacy of Sessions. Although a Democrat, Hiram Cassidy, Jr., had been elected from that district in 1873, Sessions, a Republican, was elected by a handsome majority in 1874.
He drew back from the window and with fast beating heart went to open the door. They were already on the stairway. Balthasar was coming first. With sublime effrontery he had impressed Cassidy to help carry It, and Cassidy was warning the expressman to look out for that turn an' not tear inta th' plashter. It was lowered to the floor in the throne-room.
"If it hadn't been for you, Peter Cassidy would have got me sure. And I'm wondering, Peter I'm wondering why did God forget to give a dog speech?" Peter whined in answer, and through the darkness of the night they went on together. A frosty mist dulled the light of the stars, but this cleared away as Jolly Roger and Peter crossed the plain between the creek and Cragg's Ridge.
You remember that I knocked down two, don't you? I would have got a third only that they collared me from behind. Well, Hazlewood, or Cassidy, or whatever his name was, had seen the scrap, and seemed to think no end of a lot of me for the fight I put up." "The magistrate took a serious view of it, too," I said. "There wasn't much in it," said Sam modestly.
Indistinctly, and still farther away, her straining ears heard again the cry, "Goodby, Cassidy!" In Cassidy's canoe, driving himself with steady strokes deeper into the mystery of the starlit waters of Wollaston, Jolly Roger felt the night suddenly filled with an exhilarating tonic. Its deadness was gone. Its weight had lifted.
He was but little more than a boy, and to him Hopalong Cassidy and Red Connors were names with which to conjure. "But I'm plumb sorry I went an' brought you more trouble," he added regretfully. "Oh, pshaw! We had it before you came you needn't do no worrying about that, Holden; besides, I reckon you couldn't help it," Hopalong grinned facetiously.
He went on speaking with obvious enjoyment of the extent to which his knowledge reached. "And the head of the gang is Mary Turner. Arrested four years ago for robbing the Emporium. Did her stretch of three years." "Is that all you've got about her?" Garson demanded, with such abruptness that Cassidy forgot his dignity sufficiently to answer with an unqualified yes.
"I'm no college president, but, when a cop grabs me and brings me down here, I've got sense enough to know I'm pinched." The Inspector did not interrupt his work, but answered with the utmost good nature. "Is that what they did to you, Joe? I'll have to speak to Cassidy about that. Now, just you sit down, Joe, won't you? I want to have a little talk with you. I'll be through here in a second."
Not until the Irishman was on a cot in the cabin did he discover how childishly weak he had become and what a terrific struggle he had made with the weight on his shoulders. He sank into a chair, while the old trapper worked over Cassidy. He heard the girl call him grandfather.
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