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Updated: June 19, 2025
You see Bark Fetters that's Bill's boy that's come home from the No'th from college Bark Fetters come down here one day, an' went in the ho-tel, an' when Lee Dickson commenced to put on his big airs, Bark cussed 'im out, and Lee, who didn't know Bark from Adam, cussed 'im back, an' then Bark hauled off an' hit 'im. They had it hot an' heavy for a while.
"Always asking her to dress up and come over to chow with him at the hotel." And the spanner went down as if Neptune were rebuking the seas. "Does she go?" "No." "Well, then can't you leave the lady to discourage him in her own way?" "She won't go to the ho-tel, because she hates Ching Po. But she walks out with him Sunday afternoons. He gives her gimcracks." "Then she likes him?"
Tarbelle, you are very kind." "Mrs. Lockwin, as I said, I have been a hard man all my life, but your little boy has enslaved me. Sixty-three years! I don't believe I looked twice at my own three boys. But they are great men. Big times at the ho-tel, Mrs. Lockwin. Four hundred people on cots. Here, Davy, you can carry an orange, too. Well, Mary will be waiting for me. Your servant, madam. Good day.
During a short lull in the storm, we stopped at a place called Crookstown for tea, following a touter for the "Ho-tel" there or rather a railway lantern, as the darkness completely hid the man through mud and water up to our ankles; over stumps and sticks; through a dilapidated gateway, stoup, and wash-house, to a long, low room, where the table was laid for tea.
When he's had his breakfas' he comes out an' gits in the buggy, an' drives to the barber-shop nex' door, gits out, goes in an' gits shaved, comes out, climbs in the buggy, an' drives back to the ho-tel.
I dunno when I'd git a hoss as good as Josephus " "No nearer'n the boneyard," put in Marty, sotto voce. "Anyhow, I see my failin' sure enough. Never was so reckless b'fore in all my life," pursued Walky. "Mebbe, if I kep' on drinkin' that stuff they sell daown ter the ho-tel, I'd drown both m' hosses havin' drowned m' own brains like twin kittens, in ha'f an inch o' alcohol! Haw! haw! haw!"
In sho't he makes her claim good so's no one kin steal it from her, an' thet ole woman owns a hat store, a ho-tel, a bank, an' foweh saloons in Gunnison now. She jes' wallers in wealth!" Again he turned to his blankets. Out in the white moonlight Douglass stood looking over the silvered landscape, a retrospective bitterness curling his lip.
As he in duty bound slowly rose to his feet with a studious, "Well, I must be goin' see you lateh," she protestingly laid her hand on his arm. "But no, Señor. It is that I wish to have the speech wis you bot' but not here." She looked around in sudden alarm. "Can you to my room graciously come? I live in the ho-tel." Her manner was pleading and eager. The eyes of the men met inquiringly.
Lee had more strength, but Bark had more science, an' laid Lee out col'. Then Bark went home an' tol' the ole man, who had a mortgage on the ho-tel, an' he sol' Lee up. I hear he's barberin' or somethin' er that sort up to Atlanta, an' the hotel's run by another man. There's Fetters comin' in now."
I thought I saw danger ahead for the Man from Solano, so I hastened to tell him that she was beset by attentions, that she could have her pick and choice of the best of society, and finally, that she was, most probably, engaged to Dashboard. "That's so," he said quietly, without the slightest trace of feeling. "It would be mighty queer if she wasn't. But I reckon I'll steer down to the ho-tel.
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