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If Coulter's son had not been married to Malcolm's daughter, it is probable that not even his complete subserviency would have enabled him to keep his place. "If you had told me frankly what you wanted in the first place, Mr.
Reff Ritter stepped back to guard himself, but before he could do so, Jack's arm shot out and a heavy blow landed on the bully's chin, sending him staggering into Coulter's arms. "That's the way to do it, Jack!" came from Pepper. "He started it, now give him what he deserves!" added Fred. "That's for the slap in the face, Reff Ritter!" said Jack, in cold tones. "Now mind and keep your distance."
However this may have been, it is certain that Coulter remained, with but one companion, in the vicinity of the Jefferson Fork of the Missouri River. According to fairly authentic records, he and his companion were captured by hostile Blackfeet, who showed their resentment at the intrusion upon the privacy of their domains by depriving Coulter of his clothing, and Coulter's companion of his life.
He gave the signal, and Andy and Pepper pulled back with all their might, and Jack did the same. Slowly but surely Reff Ritter came up out of the icy water, his teeth chattering loudly. Soon he was out of danger. "Run for the nearest farmhouse!" cried Jack. "Put the sweater on if you want to," and he tossed the garment over. "It was Coulter's fault," growled Reff Ritter.
At the same time he signaled the batter to make a swing to bother the catcher, but not to touch the ball. Frank pretended to cling close to first, but he was watching for Coulter's slightest preliminary motion in the way of delivery. It came, and Old Put yelled from the coach line, where he had replaced Griswold: "Gear!" Frank got a beautiful start, and Blossom made a break for third.
"Break away!" "I'll break if he will," answered Jack. "All right," answered Ritter, and the hold of each youth was loosened. But as they broke the bully tried to land his fist on Jack's ear. "Hi, that isn't fair, Ritter!" cried Fred. "You keep out of this, Century!" was Coulter's warning. "I'll not keep out, Coulter. Make Ritter fight fair." Again the two cadets faced each other.
The gun was safe enough in its exposure but only because the Federal infantry had been forbidden to fire. Coulter's Notch it came to be called so was not, that pleasant summer afternoon, a place where one would "like to put a gun." Three or four dead horses lay there sprawling in the road, three or four dead men in a trim row at one side of it, and a little back, down the hill.
She is a red-hot Secessionist, as they all are, except Coulter himself, but she is a good wife and high-bred lady. There was a complaint to army headquarters. The general was transferred to this division. It is odd that Coulter's battery should afterward have been assigned to it." The colonel had risen from the rock upon which they had been sitting.
Then came the blare of a bugle, a faint rattle of wheels; a minute later the sharp reports recommenced with double activity. The demolished gun had been replaced with a sound one. "Yes," said the adjutant-general, resuming his narrative, "the general made the acquaintance of Coulter's family. There was trouble I don't know the exact nature of it something about Coulter's wife.
The time was almost up, and each command was getting rid of the last of the snowballs, when Jack saw a snowball leave Coulter's hand and sail swiftly towards Pepper. The Imp did not see it until it was quite close to him and failed in his attempt to dodge. The snowball hit him full in the temple and over he went as if struck with a club.
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