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As they passes, Texas turns as f'rocious as forty timber wolves, an' claps his hand on the shoulder of the Signal party. "'How's this yere? says Texas, shakin' back his long ha'r. An' he shorely looks hardened, that a-way. "'How's what? says the Signal man, who's astonished to death. "'You saveys mighty well, says Texas.
Lone Wolf would've had our ha'r long ago." "But how did ye manage to fool the pack into giving us a chance to craap out?" "That was easy enough when yer understand it." "I thought it would come aisier to a man who understood how to do it than it did to one who didn't know anything about it."
He's braggin' to hisself 'bout his patience, how he kin set thar fur a month, ef it's needed, an' I kin read his mind. He's thinkin' that even ef we give up it won't make no diff'unce. Our scalps will hang up to dry jest the same, an' he will take most joy in lookin' at yours, Henry, your ha'r is so fine an' so thick an' so yellow, an' he hez such a pizen hate o' you."
But it was evident that Samson was arguing against his own belief; that he was trying to bolster up his resolution and impeached loyalty, and that at heart he was sick to be up and going to a world which did not despise "eddication." After a little, he waved his hand vaguely toward "down below." "Ef I went down thar," he questioned suddenly and irrelevantly, "would I hev' ter cut my ha'r?"
But I've f't redskin afore in all sorts an' shapes, yet niver seed redskin sech as them." "In what did they differ from other savages? I saw nothing different." "But I did; leastways, I suspeck I did. Didn't you spy 'mong the lot two or three that had ha'r on thar faces?" "Yes; I noticed that. I thought nothing of it.
"Son, this pore innocent Coyote takes in Dan's fictions like so much spring water; he believes 'em utter. But the wonder is to see how he changes. He don't say nothin', but his-eyes sort o' sparks up an' his face gets as gray as his ha'r. It's now that Doc Peets comes along. "'Yere is this devourin' scoundrel now, says Texas Thompson, p'intin' to Peets.
But dar! my ha'r is as good as new, dough it has had enough to turn it gray on a suddint in dis las' hour! Well, laws! I do think as Marse Ishmael Worth mus' be somefin of a prophet, as well as a good deal of a lawyer! He telled me to watch ober de peace and honor of Lady Vincent. Yes, dem was his berry words peace and honor. Well, laws! little did I think how much dey would want watching ober.
So his expression changed to a wily smile, and he said: "What you-all ha'r fur ef th' Sheriff's up thar guardin' th' precious mine?" "Told to warn away any foolish town-clerks who might be heading straight to Kingdom Come! You know Bill likes to give every chump a loop-hole to save himself, if possible," retorted Mr. Brewster.
"I don't b'liebe she 's natch'ly ez white ez dat. I 'spec' she 's be'n powd'rin'! An' I know all dat hair can't be her'n; she 's got on a switch, sho 's you bawn." "You knows dat ain' so, Ma'y 'Liza Smif," rejoined the other, with a look of stern disapproval; "you knows dat ain' so. You 'd gib yo' everlastin' soul 'f you wuz ez white ez Miss Chan'ler, en yo' ha'r wuz ez long ez her'n."
"You see this yere stranger who Cherokee alloods at comes over from Tucson a little while before. He has long white ha'r an' beard, an', jedgin' from the rings on his horns, he's mebby a-comin' sixty. He seems like he's plenty of money, an' we takes it he's all right. His leavin' Tucson shows he has sense, so we cashes him in at his figger.
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