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Updated: June 8, 2025


Miffy was close up at the time. His cheeks was yaller an' his eyes starin' as he came on, but his face turned green and his eyes took to glarin' when he saw what had happened. I saw a kind o' hesitation in his look as he came to the unbridged gulf. The savages, thinkin' no doubt it was all up with him, gave a fiendish yell o' delight. That yell saved the poor ne'er-do-well.

"I like him," sez Jim, or I suppose I better say Dick. "I like him. You couldn't fool him with a lot o' pleasant names for things. He dealt in the spirit of a deed. I like him." It wasn't much peculiar that I hadn't recognized the boy. As he talked, I could see the caged tiger glarin' out through his eyes, an' I knew that something wild would happen if the bars ever broke.

She was just a 'natomy of a woman, wi' the lines of her ribs showin' under the gown, an' a hot red spot 'pon either cheek-bone, where the skin was stretched tight as a drum. She looked not to ha' fed for a year; an', if you please, she'd a needle and strip o' calico in her hands, sewin' away all the while her eyes were glarin' down into mine.

"What's that?" growls Adam K., glarin' about suspicious at the gaspy circle. "What young man?" "Why," says I, "it's " But then in he stalks. "Oh, Herbert!" sobs Edna, makin' a wild grab at Marjorie for support. As for Pa Pulsifer, his eyes get stary, the big vein in the middle of his forehead swells threatenin', and his bushy white eyebrows seem to bristle up. "You!" he snorts.

"Well, we went to work, an' the way that Injin went in for grub was quite awful. You wouldn't have believed it if you'd seen it." "P'r'aps not," said Zulu, with a grin. "An' when we'd all finished we sat glarin' at him, some of us half believin' that he'd really go off, but he took no notice.

It's scuffin' along on all-fours, waddlin' lifelike from side to side and lettin' out that deep, grumbly "Woof! Woof!" remark. Blair is so deep in his music that he don't hear it for a minute. Then he must have caught on from the folks in front that something was up. He stops, glarin' indignant through his big glasses. Then he turns. It wa'n't exactly a scream he lets out, nor a moan.

They feel that way some mornin' in ivry month, but th' next day finds thim still glarin' at each other over th' ham an' eggs. No wife iver laves her husband while he has th' breath iv life in him, an' anny gintleman that took a thrip to Reno in ordher to saw off th' housekeepin' expinses on a rash successor wud find throuble ready f'r him whin he come back to Ar-rchey Road.

"So while the botanist went glarin' around the town with his glasses to see if he could spot a prairie-dog and an owl usin' the same hole, I was diggin' in a hole I'd seen an owl run down. And that's what I got." He held up his thumb again. "The snake!" I exclaimed. "Yes, sir. Mr. Rattler was keepin' house that day. Took me right there. I hauled him out of the hole hangin' to me. Eight rattles."

'Uncle Ansel, says she, 'I must tell you somethin'. I should have preferred tellin' you privately, she puts in, glarin' at Nate, 'but it seems I can't. Mr. Tolliver and I are engaged to be married. "Old Whiskers didn't seem to care a continental. All he had in his addled head was that flyin' contraption. "'All right, all right, he snaps, fretty, 'I'm satisfied.

"Tom wheels, an' is lookin' into the mouth of East's six-shooter not a yard off. "'Put up your hands! says East. "But Tom don't. He looks over the gun into East's eye; an' he freezes him. Then slow an' delib'rate, an' glarin' like a mountain lion at East, Tom goes back after his Colt's an' pulls it. He lays her alongside of East's with the muzzle p'intin' at East's eye. An' thar they stands.

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