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As with one impulse, each man threw himself flat on his horse's neck, but did not for an instant relax speed or spur. Another shot followed, and Chip's voice, ringing and clear, shouted: "If you don't halt, we'll shoot your horses." "Shoot and be damned," said Jim Cummings, almost exultingly, as he drew his revolver from his belt.
As he made no proclamation of his loss, and no other case of sale during the abeyance of the news came to the knowledge of the parties interested, the matter, greatly to Chip's comfort, fell into entire oblivion before a fortnight had passed.
The other was sitting in a corner, with his hat balanced precariously over his left ear, gazing superciliously upon his fellows and, incidentally, winning everything in sight. He leered up at Chip and fingered ostentatiously his three stacks of blues. "What'n thunder do I want to go t' camp for?" he demanded, in answer to Chip's suggestion.
Well, yes, she said 'Are they going to H-A-N-G that man ?" Chip's voice quavered the words in a shrill falsetto. "The deuce she did!" Jack indulged in a gratified laugh. "What did she say when you put the creams under the whip, up there? I don't suppose the old girl is wise to the fact that you saved her neck right then but you sure did. You done yourself proud, Splinter."
Chip's gone to shoot him. You go on to the house, doggone it! You'll have every cow in the corral on the fight. That red waist of yours " "It isn't red, it's pink a beautiful rose pink. If your cows don't like it, they'll have to be educated up to it. Chip isn't either going to shoot that horse, J. G. I'm going to set his leg and cure him and I'm going to keep him in one of your box stalls.
"It would never do to let people see us two with a dead man between us." "Then you must go up town and get a hack." Moriarity turned back to the shore, and climbing the bank, hurried in the direction of the city. Left alone with his victim, the desperado bent over him, placing his hand on Chip's heart.
In two hours Weary, Pink and Andy Green were touching hat-brims over a telegram from Johnny Scott a telegram which was brief as Chip's, and more illuminating: "CHIP BENNETT, "Dry Lake. "Kidnaped Park hotel chef best cook in town will be on next train. "Sounds good," mused Andy, reading it for the fourth time. "But there's thirteen words in that telegram, if yuh notice."
A breezy wholesome tale, wherein the love affairs of Chip and Della Whitman are charmingly and humorously told. Chip's jealousy of Dr. Cecil Grantham, who turns out to be a big, blue eyed young woman is very amusing. A clever realistic story of the American Cow-puncher. A lively and amusing story, dealing with the adventures of eighteen jovial, big hearted Montana cowboys.
Chip's befogged brain caught at the last word. "Yes, that's just what he did. It beats me how Weary could say, or even think, that I it was the jack rabbit first and I told her the supply was limited and if we do furnish lots of amusement but I guess I made her understand I wasn't so easy as she took me to be. She " "Hey?"
He smiled at them both. For the first time in Chip's acquaintance with him it was a positive smile. "I think you'll most easily find your way alone." "Oh no. Wait!" she begged; but he had already lifted his hat in his stately way and begun to walk back toward the hotel. Then came the bliss of being alone together. In spite of everything, they felt that.
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