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"No, no! You can hear the spelldiffers." Glass motioned to Willie. "Put your ear to his chest. Hear anything?" "Hearts poundin' like a calf's at a brandin'." "Which proves it!" proudly asserted the trainer. "Barrin' accidents, Mr. Speed will be in the pink of condition by Saturday." The cow-men beamed benignantly. "That's fine!" "We are sure pleased, and we've got something for you, Mr. Speed.
"'Whatever do you jump off for? I asks Steve when he's comin' 'round. "'Which I performs said equestrianisms to amoose that she-shorthorn who is cussin' us out. says Steve 'I ain't permittin' for her to go back to the States, malignin' of us cow-men. "Steve gets himse'f downed a year after, an' strikes out for new ranges in the skies. He's over on the upper Red River when he gets creased.
Emerging from the mountain trail just as dawn broke, her eyes brightened as she took in the flat, familiar country, even noting a distant line of wire fence, and for the first time in many hours despair gave place to sudden hope. Where there was range-land there must be cattle and men to tend them, and her experience with Western cow-men had not been confined to those of Lynch's type.
The outlaws continued as the weeks went by to speak his name with the hard-eyed respect due one whose death would bring great glory on his slayer; the cow-men cherished his memory more gratefully because hundreds of cattle bearing his road-brand were grazing on their ranges. All hands were more than willing to regard the incident as closed all save John Slaughter. That was not his way.
Get onto that rubbing-board; I'll warm you." An instant later the cow-men heard the sounds of a violent slapping mingled with groans. "Go easy, I say! I'll be black and blue all LOOK OUT! not so much in one spot! Ow!" "Turn over!" "He's spankin' him," said Stover admiringly.
When they stepped out of the house into the cool night these all were left behind. The cow-men quickly sobered down and by the time they reached their sleeping quarters on the faces of all were half-ashamed looks as if they had been playing at a game not quite dignified enough or proper for men of maturity and seriousness. All were thoughtful and none seemed eager to start conversation.
The rest of the outfit took to its blankets to snatch a little rest for the double duty that awaited every man that night. Now it is a time-honored belief among cow-men that the herd must be sung to, particularly when it is restless, and to-night they tried all the old favorites, the "Cow-boy’s Lament" being chief among them.
The Quarter Circle KT cow-men stepped into the pool-room at exactly the instant most favorable for their purpose. Dorsey had made his boast in the presence of a crowd. He would hardly dare back up without covering, at least to some worth-while extent, his words with his money.
There weren't no tears shed, neither, when an ornery paint horse throwed him last May an' broke his neck." "What about Bloss?" Stratton asked briefly. "Oh, he got his time along with all the other cow-men. There shore was a clean sweep when Thorne whirled in an' took hold. Joe hung around here a week or two an' then drifted down to Phoenix.
It was evident to Virginia that the cow-men, as well as Gregg, were nearly all against the prophet of the future, and she was filled with a sense of having arrived on the scene just as the curtain to a stern and purposeful drama was being raised. With her recollections of the savage days of old, it seemed as if Redfield, by his bold words, had placed his life in danger. Cavanagh rose.
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