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Or a share and share divvy on the strength of your riding in where you weren't asked?" "Young man, I'm warnin' you not to call me a hoss thief," shouted Hardman, growing red under his beard. "I'll call you one, damn quick, if you don't tell your game." "We made the drive, Smith," returned Hardman. "You'd never made it without us. An' that gives us the biggest share.
But if we lose, so help me, Oi'll nivver spake to yez again unless we take half the money Oi have in the Wellsburg Bank! Oi'll divvy with ye to me last cint. Now do brace up, Ephraim. It's not broke ye'll be. Ye'll have plenty av time to think what a thunderin' fool ye've made av yersilf. But let's not cry over it now." "I couldn't take half of your money, Barney. That wouldn't be right.
Why can't we do a bit for ourselves over this; it won't hurt the boss none. Won't throw him down. This horse was a good youngster, an' Crane didn't get him without seein' him do somethin'. You jest keep me posted, an' if he shapes good I can back 'm fer an old-time killin', see? I'll divvy up straight."
They're all lined up to toe the mark on the start, but watch 'em straggle afore they've run a tenth of the distance. "I found this gold, an' they didn't. I don't have to divvy with 'em, an' I won't. A lot of I. W. W.'s, that's what they are, an' I'll tell 'em so. More'n that, if enny of 'em thinks he's my equal all he's got to do is say so, an' I'll give him a chance to prove it.
Besides, we've got agreements. If they fire us they've got to divvy up grub to last us through the winter." Barely had they shoved Breck's boat out from the bank and caught the first rough water, when the waves began to lap aboard. They were small waves, but it was an earnest of what was to come.
"Strict business," croaked Griffith. "The company is stuck if they quit. Fifty thousand is only ten per cent of their net profits if the project goes through. Wish I had a show at it." "Well, haven't you? It says any engineer." "I had quit before you came, only I didn't like to own up to H. V." "You needn't yet a while. I'll keep digging away at it. If I put it through, we divvy up.
Aw, I forgot. Thar's only Jim an' Blud left. Wal, I'll divvy with them. Sure, Wade, you hit me right. I was dyin' fer a real smoke. An' I reckon what's mine is yours." Then he strode out of the cabin, whistling a merry cowboy tune.
As she told the story, the pathos of it struck me. I went into another room and began to write. The story was one of the best chapters of my book Main-Traveled Roads. I read it to mother, and she liked it, and upon telling her that I thought it was worth at least seventy-five dollars, she replied: "Well, if that is so, I think you ought to divvy with me, for I gave you the story."
The low murmur went on for several seconds. The listener could make out no words. Suddenly the low, even mumble was broken. Some one cried out "There's got to be a divvy soon. There's no use letting Morse hold that whole seventy-five thousand any longer. I'm going to get what's coming to me, or " "Hush!" some one else cried. "Be quiet!" "No, I won't! I want my share. I've waited long enough.
He had grinned widely when, just before the outfit had departed, he had heard Rogers whisper to Harlan: "You've made yourself solid with the bunch, for sure, by offerin' 'em a bigger divvy. They've been grumblin' about it for a long time. They're all sore at Haydon an' Deveny for bein' greedy. But you're sure cookin' up a heap of trouble with Haydon an' Deveny!"
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