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Along this platform the stone ring was rolled and the sticks were slid along the floor in pursuit of it. I, p. 132 et seq. Dorsey describes two forms of the game in use among the Omahas: "shooting at the rolling wheel" and "stick and ring" Third Annual Report. Bureau of Ethnology, pp. 335-336. cf. They had a carefully prepared pavement of clay on which they played.
Tom, Dorsey, and Brown, having had several nights of good rest, had relinquished the bed and sofa to the three newcomers, and had spread blankets on the floor. "Let's lock the door, and look at our guns," suggested Tom. The lock was broken, and so he barred the door with a chair.
As the struggling, surging mass of blue riders rolled back in confusion, Stuart rode into the scene cheering his men. A man in blue, whose horse had been shot from under him, fired his revolver pointblank at Stuart. The shot entered his body just above the belt and the magnificent head with the waving plume drooped on his breast. Captain Dorsey hurried to his assistance.
Dorsey, of the Constabulary, on his pony. In general, but few parties were armed; and, as elsewhere, there were no old women. Some of the shyer people, coming from afar, had brought their spears, and, squatted on the slopes round about, apparently passed their time in silent contemplation of the great game going on below. Everybody seemed to be in a good humor.
"I found the outside door open," said Dorsey, raucously hoarse. "I came in, and all was just as you see it." "But you said that he that Frank " Vona pressed her hands against her throat; she could not voice the terrible announcement that Dorsey had made. "Well, if it ain't that, what else is it?" insisted the watchman.
Coyness is sometimes fear in the timid heart that is stepping into the charmed circle for the first time. "There goes Ella Dorsey and Jack " she cried, springing down the steps. "Ella! El la!" and an answering halloo came back, and the two started from Malachi's steps and raced up the street to join their young friends.
Just listen, " and she spelled out the direction "To Mis HELL-ENY RIVERS, state of kentucky, county of woodford, Dorsey post offis, care of Mis nichals."
I expect to have a fight on me hands; f'r I've insulted half th' road, an' th' on'y thing that saved me was that no wan was sthrong enough to come over th' bar. 'I cud lick ye f'r that, if it was not so hot, said Dorsey, whin I told him I'd change no bill f'r him. 'Ye cud not, says I, 'if 'twas cooler, I says. It's cool enough f'r him now.
An' wanst or twict in th' month th' dogs'd come yelpin' acrost our little place, with lads follerin' afther in r-red coats; f'r this Dorsey was a gr-reat huntsman, bad scran to his evil face. "He had th' r-reputation iv bein' a good landlord so long as th' crops come regular.
They helped Dorsey hurry the lingerers from the building. Then they went into the bank, stored the books in the vault, and locked it. Starr, especially intent on collecting all items of evidence, found in the vault, when he entered, a cloth that gave off the odor of chloroform. On one corner of the cloth was a loop by which it could be suspended from a hook.
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