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After all, there was a hero rising out of the ruins of the anti-climax. The look on Givens's face would have secured him a high position in the S.P.C.A. "I always loved 'em," said he; "horses, dogs, Mexican lions, cows, alligators " "I hate alligators," instantly demurred Josefa; "crawly, muddy things!" "Did I say alligators?" said Givens. "I meant antelopes, of course."
Her eyes were sweet oh, sweet and pleading with gracious penitence. "I would hate anyone who would kill my kitten. And how daring and kind of you to risk being shot when you tried to save him! How very few men would have done that!" Victory wrested from defeat! Vaudeville turned into drama! Bravo, Ripley Givens! It was now twilight.
After all, there was a hero rising out of the ruins of the anti-climax. The look on Givens's face would have secured him a high position in the S.P.C.A. "I always loved 'em," said he; "horses, dogs, Mexican lions, cows, alligators " "I hate alligators," instantly demurred Josefa; "crawly, muddy things!" "Did I say alligators?" said Givens. "I meant antelopes, of course."
I reckon he must have been worried pretty desperate or he wouldn't have run away. He was always afraid to get out of sight of camp." Josefa looked at the body of the fierce animal. Givens gently patted one of the formidable paws that could have killed a yearling calf with one blow. Slowly a red flush widened upon the dark olive face of the girl.
Folks knew that she had once been afflicted or possessed by an evil spirit, and from this 'twas a short step to accuse her of gathering herbs at nightfall for the instruction of Kirstie in the black art. In the end the rumour drove them from Givens, and in this manner.
Daisy Snow, timid little dear, made but a tiny daub and worked it up carefully. "That," she said, "is a miniature of Big Bill." All in all, it was gay sport, and even Mrs. Charity Givens took part, though she protested she was no artist and couldn't even draw a straight line. The next performance was a contest between Adam Goodsport and Avery Goodman.
"She done went up to Mist' Gallowayses' blacksmith shop to git herse'f some new shoes." This pluralization of a familiar name was evidence on Bill Tilghman's part of the estimation in which he held our leading farrier, Mr. P. J. Galloway. "All right, take one of the other mules then. But get a hustle on," ordered Mr. Givens as he reëntered his office.
It'll break the boys all up when they hear about it. But you couldn't tell, of course, that Bill was just trying to play with you." Josefa's black eyes burned steadily upon him. Ripley Givens met the test successfully. He stood rumpling the yellow-brown curls on his head pensively. In his eye was regret, not unmingled with a gentle reproach.
I could do a heap if they send fo me. I can nurse. "I brought four or five when I come to Arkansas of my own. They all dead but my one girl I lives wid. "Seemed lack so many colored folks coming out West to do better. We thought we come too. We come on immigrate ticket on the train. All the people I worked for was Captain Williams, Dr. Givens. Mr. Mr. Gates. I farmed, washed and ironed.
Givens and Link were in the dugout, and presently they would return to the cabin. They would have to remain in the cabin, for it would be inhuman of him to compel them to stay very long in the dugout with the horses. Thus was Miss Wharton shielded against the impropriety of staying for any length of time in the cabin with him, alone. But the safeguard of propriety was also a danger.
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