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One day Harkins was visiting his still-house, and he noticed something dubious. Thrusting his arm down through the peach pomace, he found mash underneath. It is a penitentiary offense to mix the two. Harkins procured more evidence from Jenk's distiller, and hauled the offender before me. The trial was conducted in a hotel room, full of people.
"That 'd be thirty or forty ton," came at last. "We could handle that as fast as you could bring it in here." But a new thought had struck Fairchild, a new necessity for money. "I 'll give it to you for one hundred fifty dollars a ton, providing you do the hauling and lend me enough after the first day or so to pay my men." "But why all the excitement and the rush?" "My partner 's Harry Harkins.
A miner came forward, to go through the usual formalities, and then to be asked the question: "Did you see Thornton Fairchild on the night he left Ohadi?" "Yes, a lot of us saw him. He drove out of town with Harry Harkins, and a fellow who we all thought was Sissie Larsen. The person we believed to be Sissie was singing like the Swede did when he was drunk." "That's all. Mr.
"I understood he was seriously ill." "He is a trouble-maker. Tell Harkins not to let him talk." Douglas spoke a word in the chairman's ear. "There's a motion before the house I mean the meeting," began Congressman Harkins, when the voice behind him cut in again, hollow and resonant: "Mr. Chairman." "Do you wish to speak to the question?" asked the chairman uncertainly. "I do."
"In view of the number of charges and the seriousness of each, I must fix an aggregate bond of five thousand dollars, or twelve hundred fifty dollars for each case." "Thank you; we had come prepared for more. Mr. Fairchild, who is Mr. Harkins' partner, is here to appear as bondsman.
As Ned couldn't raise a dollar, the new company swooped down on his shares for the debts THEY had put up, and left him and the boys to help themselves. Ned couldn't bear to face the boys that he'd helped to ruin, and put out, and ain't been heard from since. After Harkins had got rid of Ned and the boys he manages to pay off that wonderful debt, and sells out for a hundred thousand dollars.
Above the din could be distinguished at intervals the voice of the Honorable Brett Harkins, who, in frantic but not illogical reversion to the idea of a political convention, squalled for the services of the sergeant-at-arms. There was no sergeant-at-arms.
But the fellow, scared out of his wits by the spectacle of a man in such desperate plight, refused to accommodate him. "Get down off that mule, or I'll break your neck!" The mule changed riders. When the story was finished, I asked Mr. Harkins if it was true, as the reading public generally believes, that moonshiners prefer death to capture. "Do they shoot a revenue officer at sight?"
Le Moyne's house there boarded a walking interrogation-point of a woman. She wished to know what "L'Article 47" meant; she would know. She tried Mr. Harkins; Mr. Harkins said he didn't know. She tossed her head and tried Mr. Crisp; Mr. Crisp patiently and elaborately explained just why he could not give any information. She implied that he did not know a lady when he saw one, and fell upon Mr.
"I'm not afraid of all the witnesses that you could crowd into a ten-acre lot," said Holcroft somewhat sternly, "but there is no occasion to invite the boys, whoever they are, or anyone else. She doesn't want to be stared at. I was in hopes, Mr. Harkins, that you'd ride up to the almshouse with us and quietly marry us there." "Well, I guess you'd better bring her here.
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