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Updated: June 13, 2025
Should you be so remiss, or should you falter in doing your full duty, you will be returned at once to this room, where retribution waits with heavy hands. Ho, Worthy Buddies! Invest the candidate with the sacred insignia of the empty gunny sack." And say, when them Gogs started out to put a thing through they did it systematic and thorough.
Bridges he built from cotton-gin houses, mantelets for his guns from gunny bags and old rope, and shields for his sharpshooters from the mould-boards of old ploughs found on the abandoned plantations. All this time wherever possible he continued his studies in natural science.
She returned his gaze with heart-felt emotion, but her gunny glance was dimmed with tears. "Say something," entreated the Greek. "Will you not forget me? And may I soon visit you in your new retreat?"
I would suggest that we secure the treasure and be on our way at once. You will want to get it to a bank as quickly as possible. This is one of the things that cannot be kept quiet." "You are right. Will somebody go over to the camp and get those gunny sacks of mine? I don't want to lose sight of my find for a minute. You know how I feel about it not that I do not trust you. You know "
She returned his gaze with heart-felt emotion, but her gunny glance was dimmed with tears. "Say something," entreated the Greek. "Will you not forget me? And may I soon visit you in your new retreat?"
Sometimes he would snort, throw himself and pull back, and in every way show his unwillingness to proceed. But no shirk was allowed here. The horse was led close to the steps of the office tent, and a gunny sack tied in the middle brought out by two men and laid over the back of the unwilling beast.
Close at hand in the shade of a brush-covered "leanto" hung three or four huge ollas, earthen water-jars, swathed in gunny sack and blanket. Beyond them, warped out of all possibility of future usefulness, stood what had once been the running gear of a California buck-board.
He was the usual bundle of bones and blue cotton rags, and his gunny bags flapped on his stick legs like banners. He looked as uncertain as a candle-flame in a draught. Perhaps he was sixteen. I dunno. Maybe he was sixty. You can't tell these Johnnies. He had a shaven cranium, and his tight scalp might have been slipped over the bony bosses of his head with a shoehorn.
They finished dressing, and, throwing the partly filled gunny sacks over their shoulders, started back along the trail for camp, Max in the lead. "Huh!" remarked Bandy-legs, as he trotted along at the heels of his companion, "the fun about all this thing is the uncertainty of it. Ain't that so, Max?" "It sure is," replied the other, without turning his head.
"My Lawdy Lawd!" shouted Jonas, emptying the gunny sack on the rock which served as table. There was a chorus of surprise. "What happened, Judge! Did you eat the rest raw?" "A goat, by Jove! Where on earth did it come from?" "What difference does that make? Get it into the pot, Jonas, for the love of heaven!" "As a family provider, Judge, you are to be highly recommended."
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