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Anyhow," he concluded, slapping the cook affectionately on the back, "I'm sure glad we have a wide-awake hombre like Chow in the outfit. It wouldn't be the first time he's saved our necks!" Chow perked up, and the employees, reassured, returned to their jobs. "I have some news of my own," Mr. Swift announced with a smile as the room cleared.
A lot of the fellas up in the high country have enlisted in the regulars, and some have gone over to Canada to join the Foreign Legion. Now, I don't want to be the last hombre on this mesa to go." "There has been no call for men by the Nation." "But it's comin', dad. Any fella can see that. I kind of hate to wait till Uncle Sam says I got to go. I don't like going that way."
Hasta que el hombre y la mujer no se encuentren en un perfecto nivel, en un plano completo de igualdad según sus naturalezas respectivas de modo que pueda haber una comunión íntima de pensamientos, afectos e intereses, la vida será siempre ominosa y miserable para el uno o para la otra, y la Humanidad no triunfará de sus presentes desdichas.
They'll give us a hot time, I'll bet!" Gregson rose to go on deck. "Oh, well," he said, "it won't be so bad if the James Flint only lifts his hook by Saturday. Here's one bloomin' hombre that funks racin' a fancy whaler! . . . An' doesn't care who knows it, either!"
I was a heap admirin' of the way you handled that big hombre what opened the meetin' and also his two pardners, who aimed to back his play. Hit was sure pretty work.
"Why don't they call 'em inposts?" growled one of the men, and then to the driver, "Very well, hombre, take us to the other three. We want to see 'em all." But this was easier said than done. Again our wise-looking piebald balked, and balked most awfully.
And no living man may swim in this manner high out of water, patting and splashing with one hand. It was a ghost. It had come to punish them. "Por qué nos atormentan así, hombre, deja?" cried a white-faced officer. "Can't you hear me?" asked the apparition. "I'll come closer." He threw back the starting-lever, and the thing began moving. Then a rifle-barrel protruded from a dead-light.
I want to get out of camp, anyhow. That conceited hombre, Lee Stanton, will be riding in here," answered Flo, laconically. The slight knowing smile on Glenn's face and the grinning disbelief on Mr. Hutter's were facts not lost upon Carley. And when Charley, the herder, deliberately winked at Carley, she conceived the idea that Flo, like many women, only ran off to be pursued.
So deep-rooted was the serenity of the place that even when "Dusty," in all Zone innocence, addressed the white-haired little mulatto as "hombre" he lost neither his dignity nor his temper. The policeman and a brown boy of merry breed went with us up the grassy rise to the old fort.
Looking at Windy's face, I knew these words for truth. "He's a bad hombre," resumed Windy Bill after a moment. This was going it pretty strong, and I grinned at Windy Bill. "All right," said Windy, "I'm just telling you." "Well, what's the matter with you fellows down here?" I challenged. "How is it he's lasted so long? Why hasn't someone shot him? Are you all afraid of him or his Mexicans?"
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