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His first resignation over and his fighting blood aroused, he was battling grimly against fate. At times his deep respirations were broken by sudden gasps, and spasmodic quivers shook his whole body. But he breathed on, paying no heed to the burning pain of his ripped and salted arm. "By cripes! he's puttin' up a man's scrap!" blurted Tim. "Stay with it, old feller. Ye'll win out yet!"
"These here are my friends: Happy Jack up there on the wagon, and Slim and Weary and Pink and Cal and Jack Bates and Andy Green and there's more scattered around here, that don't reely count except when it comes to eating. We like you, by cripes, and we like your cookin' fine! Now, you amble along to town and load up with the best there is huh?"
Judson was a red-headed man, effusively good-natured when he was in liquor, and a quick-tempered fighter of battles when he was not. "Don't you make any such mistake!" he snapped. "That's what McCloskey said when he handed me the 'good-by. 'You'll be one more to go round feelin' for Mr. Lidgerwood's throat, I suppose, says he. By cripes! what I said to Mac I'm sayin' to you, Bob Lester.
"Well, by cripes, I ain't perpared to bet very high that there's a teacupful uh brains in this hull outfit," Big Medicine asserted. "We might a knowed Luck'd come back loaded fer bear; we WOULD a knowed it if we had any brains in our heads. I'm plumb sore at myself. By cripes, I need kickin'!" "You'll get it, chances are," Pink assured him grimly.
'N' by cripes! while I was crossin' over t' brother, what in th' name o' all th' old hunters that ever drawed a sight do youse think I noted about that buck? Darned if that buck wa'n't blind stone blind blind 's a bat! "Poor old warrior!
Pink suggested boldly, "and let her be his daughter instead of Rosemary?" "Say, what does that there walka-some-darn-thing mean, that she calls yuh?" Big Medicine wanted to know. "By cripes, I hate talk I don't savey." "Wagalexa Conka?" Luck smiled shamefacedly. "Oh, that's just a name the Indians gave me. Means Big Turkey, in plain English.
"Aw, cripes," scoffed Wunpost, "you can't win all the time why don't you take your medicine like a sport? Didn't I name the danged hole The Stinging Lizard? Well, there was your warning but you got stung!" He laughed heartily at the joke and looked up the street, ignoring the staring crowd. "Well, got to go!" he said. "Where is that road you built like to go up and take a look at it!"
Noisy-Owl, he got awful strong medicine for make storm come." "Well, by cripes, yuh better send for 'im then!" Big Medicine advised gruffly, and went out. The Phantom Herd, as the days slipped nearer and nearer to April, might almost have been christened The Forlorn Hope.
DID you have 'em then?" "Why ah yes, I did." "And you never said nothin', but just let me talk! And and how about this seance thing? You was the one put me up to making Marietta pretend to get messages from Jeth's wife tellin' him to sell his stock to me. YOU done it. I'd never thought of it if you hadn't put the notion in my head. And and all the time Oh, by CRIPES!"
Outside their two connecting "stalls" a fine drizzle was making the studio yard an empty place of churchyard gloom and incidentally justifying Luck in quitting so early. Big Medicine was swabbing paint from his eyebrows and bellowing his opinion of a man that will keep a-comin', by cripes, after he's shot the third time at close range, and then kick because he takes so much killing off.
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