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Updated: June 10, 2025
''E says just wot I've been sayin' all along; I knew she wouldn't live. And Tom burst out: 'Oh, Liza! As she retired a woman remarked: 'Mrs. 'Odges is very clever, I think. 'Yus, remarked another, 'she got me through my last confinement simply wonderful. If it come to choosin' between 'em I'd back Mrs. 'Odges against forty doctors.
You'd have done the same to save any woman, aven a stranger to you. Wait an' see." I thought of the two women in the Solomon Valley, whom Black Kettle's band had dragged from their homes, tortured inhumanly, and at last staked out hand and foot on the prairie to die in agony under pitiless skies. "When the day av choosin' comes," O'mie said, "we can't do no more 'n to take our places.
"I reckon I mout es well git over an' done with all ther onpleasant jobs I've got on hand," he announced, awkwardly, "air ye willin' ter waive extradition, Ken, or does ye aim ter fight goin' back? Hit's jest a matter of time either way but ye've got the privilege of choosin'."
We're not goin' to hit you over the head with the butt of a six-shooter." Hull flung at him a look of startled terror. What did he mean? Or was there anything significant in the last sentence? Was it just a shot in the dark? "I'll go on back to the Paradox. If you want to see me, why, there's as good a place as any." "We're choosin' the place, Hull, not you.
A tall Missourian stood before him. "Right ye air, Will!" said he. "Ye've an old head, an' we kin trust hit. Ef hit wasn't Cap'n Wingate is more older than you, an' already done elected, I'd be for choosin' ye fer cap'n o' this here hull train right now. Seein' hit's the way hit is, I move we vote to do what Will Banion has said is fitten.
Folks jest naterally come here an' talk an' jest naterally I listen, an' 'twixt Jim White, the sheriff, an' old Merrivale, there ain't much choosin', jedgmatically speakin'. I know White's off an' plannin' ter round up Burke Lawson from behind, as it war. T'warnt so in my day, lil' Nella-Rose.
There ain't much choosin' fo' women in the hills and Burke is an owdacious fiery feller, an' he ain't ever set his mind to no woman but Nella-Rose." That night Truedale went to his old cabin. He built a fire on the hearth, drew the couch before it, and then the battle was on the fierce, relentless struggle. In it Nella-Rose escaped.
I never thought, Miss Badlam! but then of course you could have had your pickin' and choosin' in the time of it; and I don't mean to say it's too late now if you felt called that way, for you're better lookin' now than some that's younger, and there's no accountin' for tastes."
Burnett air comin' down from Auburn. He air almost here by this time. Then when I git the money, I air a goin' to put yer Daddy in a nice place where he'll get rid of 'is rheumatiz, an' after that I air goin' to fix my shack up with a lot of new stuff, an' ye can have the choosin' of it, brat, an' there air my word, by God." Sandy gazed from father to daughter with a broad smile.
"Oh, I'm sure I'm right," answered the boy confidently. "You can't be too careful choosin' a horse," commented Rifle-Eye. "Choosin' a horse is a good deal like pickin' out a sugar pine for shakes. You know what shakes are?" "No, Rifle-Eye," answered the boy. "They're long, smooth, split sheets of wood that the old-timers used for shingles.
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