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"Unconscious?" asked the Hawk, surprised. "You fought, and they knocked you out?" The big negro looked sheepish and scratched his woolly head. "Well, no suh," he explained. "I was aimin' to butt in some, but they wouldn't let me." "Then how did you get unconscious?" Friday fidgeted. He was acutely embarrassed. "Don't know, suh, Dog-gone, I just can't figure it, unless I fainted." "Oh."
But I swar to Gawd ef I'm pollutin' this airth on the day as sees Jake worritin' Miss Dianny, I'll perf'rate him till y' can't tell his dog-gone carkis from a parlor cinder-sifter." "Tell me how I can help, and count me in to the limit," said Tresler, catching, in his eagerness, something of the other's manner of expression.
He mounted and rode on down the trail, eyeing the tracks of the horses that Little Jim was hazing toward the valley below. Cheyenne shook his head. "He's done run off the whole dog-gone outfit! There's nothin' stingy about that kid." Striking to the lower level, Cheyenne cut across country to his camp.
"Why, nothin' only you said we was to eat that hen for supper, an' I couldn't catch the dog-gone ole squawker, so I jest set to and plugged her. This here gun of yourn kicks somethin' fierce!" "Well, I reckon you was meanin' all right. But Gosh-A'mighty! You might 'a' killed the cow or me or somethin'!" "Well, I got her, anyhow. I got her plumb center." "Yes you sure did."
"Not in the least," I replied. "Fact, I meant no offence. Did think thar war a some 'un overboard. Dog-gone me, if I didn't!" "Oh! I have taken no offence," rejoined I; "to prove it, I ask you now to drink with me." The juleps and the late reaction from bitter thought had rendered me of a jovial disposition. The free apology at once won my forgiveness. "Good as wheat!" assented the pork-dealer.
"And that's what I'm kickin' about! Casey Ryan ain't the man to let it stop there. I been thinkin' it over sence that devil's lantern showed up again, and went and set over there on Tippipah. Mebby I misjudged the dog-gone thing. Mebby it's settin' somewheres around that gold mine. Funny it never showed up no other time and no other place.
Wonnell, if I was white I would look at you. 'I believe you would, says I, 'becaze you've got a white heart, Roxy." "Jack, you're a dog-gone smart lover," said Levin. "I didn't think you had no kind of sense."
Anybody know if anywhar they do it the other way around?" Apparently nobody did. "Anybody got any idees as to why we shouldn't follow Shirttail in this matter? Dog-gone you! Set down! You ain't got nothin' to say here." The man appealed to the crowd. "Ain't I got a right to be heard in my own case?" he demanded.
Naturally good singer." "Singers, singers, all good singers," remarked Baily, who was at the telephone. "No, not the cabaret; I want night clerk. I mean refreshment clerk or some dog-gone clerk 'at's got food food! I want " "Julius Caesar," announced Perry, turning round from the mirror. "Man of iron will and stern 'termination." "Shut up!" yelled Baily. "Say, iss Mr. Baily.
Wilson fought and held his own until Jack began to kick his injured foot. Then Wilson fainted and and Jack beat him." Lem dropped his head, evidently to hide his expression. "Wal, dog-gone me!" he ejaculated. "Thet's too bad." Columbine left the cowboy and rode up the lane toward Wade's cabin.
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