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Updated: May 22, 2025


But it almost seems as if peace had spread her wings and flowed away from this planet, such cuttin's up and actin's are on every side, wars and rumors of wars, armies and navies crashin' up aginst each other, nations risin' up aginst nation, brothers' hands lifted up aginst brothers and the hull world seemin' to be left to the mercy of the bloody fiend, War.

"Dey's er heap uv de beases done ruint deyse'fs wid dey cuttin's up an' gwines on," continued Daddy Jake.

I was no light weight mysilf, an' my men were mortial anxious to dhrop me under a great big archway promiscuously ornamented wid the most improper carvin's an' cuttin's I iver saw. Begad! they made me blush like a like a Maharanee." "The temple of Prithi-Devi," I murmured, remembering the monstrous horrors of that sculptured archway at Benares. "Pretty Devilskins, savin' your presence, sorr!

"Stow all cuttin's down," grumbled Tom Tully, putting his hand behind so as to readjust the fall of his pigtail. "Will you speak out you ras-cal?" cried the lieutenant. "Don't know, your honour," growled Tom Tully; "only as Muster Leigh went off." "There, I thought as much!" cried the lieutenant. "Deserted his men, and gone off." "Please your honour, I don't think as "

For if this trade wuz to stop for even one day out of the seven, why, where would be the crimes and casualities, the cuttin's up and actin's, the murders and the suicides, to fill up the Sunday papers with? And to keep the police courts full and a-runnin' over with business, and the prisons, and jails, and reformatorys full of victims, and the morgues full of dead bodies.

I was no light weight mysilf, an' my men were mortial anxious to dhrop me under a great big archway promiscuously ornamented wid the most improper carvin's an' cuttin's I iver saw. Begad! they made me blush like a like a Maharanee. 'The temple of Prithi-Devi, I murmured, remembering the monstrous horrors of that sculptured archway at Benares. 'Pretty Devilskins, savin' your presence, sorr!

He helped set 'em out, an' he says they got the cuttin's from your folks; but I thought he wuz sayin' it just to plague me, so my fawther here thought he'd come an' ask. If they are wine-grapes, that felluh Barden lied didn't he, pappy?" The Mexican gazed at her pensively through the smoke of his cigarette. "Yass, 'm," he said slowly and softly "yass, 'm; Ah gass he tell good deal lies.

"What are the indications at Nelson's well?" Gray turned his eyes in the direction of a derrick on the adjoining property, the top of which showed over the mesquite. "Nothin' extra. They won't tell us anything, but they're deeper 'n we are." "How do you know?" Buddy winked wisely. "We counted the layers of cable on the bull-wheel drum. Checked up their casing, too, an' watched their cuttin's.

"The min have disappeared that's all there is to it!" Tim said. "Perhaps they have missed their way the lights may have gone out, and they might have wandered into some abandoned cutting," suggested Tom. "There aren't any abandoned cuttin's," declared Tim. "It's a straight bore, not a shaft of any kind. I've looked everywhere, and th' min aren't there I tell ye!"

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