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He looked at David out of a sly and shifty eye. He had only one. The other had been gouged out years ago in a drunken fracas. "You couldn't get Chiquito for a hundred dollars. Not for sale," the owner of the horse said, a little stiffly. Miller's fat paunch shook with laughter. "I reckon not at that price. I'd give all of fohty for him." "Different here," replied Doble.
Chiquito, the old gray parrot, raised his head from her shoulder, where he had been quietly dozing, and flapped his wings, and cried aloud: "Viva Cuba Libre! viva Garcia! viva Gomez! a muerto Espana!" There was a moment's silence; then the voices broke out again in wild cries and cheers. "Ah, the Cuban bird! the parrot of freedom! Welcome, señorita! You bring us good luck!
"That's right, Stannard. This way, Capitan Chiquito! We all want you."
They are beautiful, Margaret, the Java sparrows, the little love-birds, the splendid macaw, the paroquets, and mocking-birds; but king among them all is Chiquito, our parrot, Marguerite, yours and mine, the one link here that binds me to my Northern home; for I may call Fernley my home, Uncle John has said it; the lonely orphan can think of one spot where tender hearts beat for her, not passionately, but with steadfast pulses.
I consulted with Fisher, and he said she was a pretty good sort, and that we could not afford to be too particular down in that country. And so she came; and although she was indolent, and forever smoking cigarettes, she did care for the baby, and fanned him when he slept, and proved a blessing to me. And now came the unpacking of our boxes, which had floated down the Colorado Chiquito.
He was a gossipy soul, and more than once his tongue had got him into trouble. "You was sayin' " suggested the cowboy. " that they're good spenders, as the fellow says," amended the bartender, to be on the safe side. "When I usta know 'em they had a mighty cute little trick pony name was Chiquito, seems to me. Ever hear 'em mention it?" "They was fussin' about that horse to-day.
So, while they chatted lightly and waited for the Commissioner to open the subject, there was a quick, sidelong sparkle in their eyes, evincing a desire to read their title clear to those fair acres on the Chiquito. A clerk brought in the file. The Commissioner seated himself and wrote upon it in red ink. Then he rose to his feet and stood for a while looking straight out of the window.
"And the señorita's own breakfast?" said Manuela at last, when Chiquito had had enough, and had deigned to relax a little, and even to mutter, "Mi gustan todas!" "Is the señorita not also dying of hunger? for myself, I perish, but that is of little consequence, save that my death will leave the señorita alone with the parrot." Rita burst into merry laughter. "My poor Manuela!" she said.
The ugly head of the racer came abreast of the cowpuncher. With sickening certainty the range-rider knew that his Chiquito was doing the best that was in it. Whiskey Bill was a faster horse. Simultaneously he became aware of two things. The bay was no longer gaining. The halfway mark was just ahead. The cowpuncher knew exactly how to make the turn with the least possible loss of speed and ground.
Her mother had also sold a part, and she herself had succeeded to this western portion, along Chiquito River. Much of it she had been forced to part with in order to live, and now she owned only about three hundred acres, on which she had her home. Her letter wound up rather pathetically: "I've got eight children, the oldest fifteen years.
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