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Updated: June 24, 2025
I've got to make an excuse I've got to get that blamed uniform pressed somehow I suppose it's creased from the dampness in that locker. I've got to straighten matters out if I can. I just managed to save my life, and by heck, I'll be lucky if I can just save my honor and that's the plain truth."
"Not so well or so much as Carolyn June," Ophelia said. "Maybe we'll have some music then some day; that ain't canned," Skinny suggested eagerly. "You women can use them rooms," Old Heck said, referring to the doors on each side of the piano. "Parker and me did have them but we've arranged to sleep in the bunk-house while you are here."
You'd have him howling with colic, that's what you'd do." "Well, I'll tell the world he wouldn't holler for grub! You'd go by the book if it told yuh to stand 'im on his head in the ice chest! By heck, between a woman and a hen turkey, give me the turkey when it comes to sense. They do take care of their young ones " "Aw, forget that! When it comes to sense " Oh, well, why go into details?
As Old Heck said "dirty" the picture of Mike Sabota flashed into Carolyn June's mind. Some intuition seemed to couple, in her inner consciousness, the big Greek with the Ramblin' Kid's disappearance. The horses for the two-mile sweepstakes were already beginning to come on to the track.
The night of the conversation between Parker and the cowboys, away over at Rock Creek, Old Heck sat at the supper table in the kitchen at the ranch and debated in his mind the future relationships of Parker, Ophelia and himself. In a few days Parker would return. Almost certainly the foreman would again wish to share, fifty-fifty, in the courtship of the widow.
Sing Pete followed the riders, jolting along in the grub-wagon, awkwardly driving, with much clucking and pidgin-English, Old Tom and Baldy hitched to the heavy, canvas-covered vehicle with its "box-kitchen" and mess-board protruding gawkily out from the rear. Old Heck heaved a sigh of relief.
"Why don't you open it and see?" Parker suggested. "Yes, open th' blamed thing and find out," Skinny encouraged. "I I've a notion to," Old Heck whispered. "Go on and do it, it won't take but a minute," Charley Saunders entreated. "Maybe he's one of these mind-readers and can read it through the envelope," Bert Lilly volunteered. "Aw, shut up and give him a chance!"
Perhaps the widow would forget his impetuous proposal or fall in love with Old Heck. Old Heck, his heart filled with a queer mixture of elation and uncertainty with a sort of joy and sinking sensation all at once agreed to Parker's suggestion. Parker rode into Eagle Butte with the cowboys. Old Heck, Ophelia, Skinny and Carolyn June went in the Clagstone "Six."
The Ross chin stuck firm. "I don't want to annoy you, Miss Adams, but, by heck, if it comes to that you'll have to be annoyed. And I'll have to have my say. This palm-ticklin' slob of a Frenchman ought to be kicked off the place and if you'll say the word, off he goes. But I don't want to do the wrong thing. You've got to show a preference.
"Because I thought he might ride straight for once. And being up on Sis, I thought he couldn't help but win. And so I plunged heavy. And now, by Heck! ten dollars gone, and I'm mad; mad clear through. Sis was a corker, and ought to have had the race. I read all about her in the Little Falls Daily Banner. I'd just like to lay hands on that Garrison a miserable little whelp; that's what he is.
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