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They don't like you, Red; they're calling you names in the sign language. Just look at 'em cuss you!" "How much water have you got?" inquired his friend with anxiety. "Canteen plumb full. How're you fixed?" "I got the same, less one drink. That gives us enough for a couple of days with some to spare, if we're careful," Mr. Connors replied.
Spying By-and-by pushing the bottle into his mouth, while Red Connors propped him, he grinned and took out five silver dollars, which he jingled under By-and-by's eyes, causing that worthy to lay aside the liquor and erratically grab for the tantalizing fortune. "Not yet, sabe?" said Hopalong, changing the position of the money.
The fugitive's horse reared and plunged into the deep water and with its rider was swept rapidly towards the bend, the way they had come. "That makes th' fourth time I've missed that coyote!" angrily exclaimed Hopalong as Red Connors joined him. The other quickly raised his rifle and fired; and the horse, spilling its rider out of the saddle, floated away tail first.
"Yore right," endorsed Silent. "But who done it?" "That gang what's punchin' for th' Bar-20-Hopalong Cassidy is th' one I'm pining for. Yu fellers can take care of Peters an' Connors." The two stiffened and exchanged glances of uncertainty and apprehension.
"Well, some of the fellows deserve the position. Bart Connors, the captain of Company B, would make a fine major, and so would Henry Lee, the captain of Company A. And Sergeant Dave Kearney is a good fellow who deserves promotion." "Then you don't care so much for the position?" "Oh, yes, I do care. But I realize that it isn't fair to be major all the time.
Travennes that he, too, was to ride, watching that that person did not make use of the Winchester which Mr. Connors was foolish enough to carry around on his saddle. Winchesters were Mr. Cassidy's pet aversion and Mr. Connors' most prized possession, this difference of opinion having upon many occasions caused hasty words between them. Mr. Connors, being better with his Winchester than Mr.
Connors saw his boon companion suddenly lean out of a window and immediately become the target for the hard-working enemy. He swore angrily at the criminal recklessness of it. "Hey, you! Come in out of that! Ain't you got no brains at all, you blasted idiot! Don't you know that we need every gun?" "Yes; that's right.
All the ranches within a radius of a hundred miles received letters and blanks and one week later the Pecos Valley Cattle-Thief Elimination Association was organized and working, with Buck as Chief Ranger. One of the outcomes of Buck's appointment was a sudden and marked immigration into the affected territory. Mr. Connors returned from Montana with Mr.
At eight o'clock the next morning they came in sight of their destination and separated into two squads, Mr. Cassidy leading the northern division and Mr. Connors the one which circled to the south. The intention was to attack from two directions, thus taking the town from front and rear. Cactus Springs lay gasping in the excessive heat and the vigilantes who had toed Mr.
It is only because I think I ought to speak. I have thought it over for a long time, and it seems to me that I ought to speak. I hope you won't be angry, but even if you are I must say what I have to say. Are you going back to the old Connors orchard to meet Kilmeny Gordon?" For a moment an angry flush burned in Eric's face. It was more Mrs.
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