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And the antelope shall descend to drink, and the lion to quench his thirst, And Love himself shall come and bend over, and catch his own likeness in you. Towards Democracy, p. 373. Yes, there is this priceless thing within us, but hoofing along the roads in the mud we fail to find it; there is this region of calm, but the cyclone of the world raging around guards us from entering it.
If I ain't a blind man, and maybe I am, that's old 'Forty-niner' hoofing himself home, and Whew! That's Marty, limpin' and leanin' alongside. Well, I 'low! More trouble and plenty of it. Seems if all creation was just a-happenin' our way, blamed if it don't. Giddap there, Moses!"
"Missed it, be the powers!" snarled Murphy. "Another foot and we'd have kept the rails. They've put one over on us. Bally fools we were not to look for it. How far's the foight away, it's hoofing it we are now." A sputter of rifle fire burst from the woods and bullets rattled on the metal of engine and tender.
There'll be a stampede, with every laborer on the line hoofing it for Copah. Good-by, sweetheart, and may I?" He took her face between his hands and did it anyhow. Five minutes later he was bargaining for a saddle horse at the one livery stable in the camp, offering and paying the selling price of the animal for the two days' hire.
"How did you?" she answered, and he laughed, "O, I thought I'd drive over to the Junction to meet you and carry you home, and I heard about the train being stalled out here and couldn't get out for hours, so I drove on, that's all. But the idea of you hoofing it in!" He put his head back and laughed loudly. His fiancée then remembered Alice and introduced her, telling Steve of her kind interest.
Been many days on the road?" "Three weeks." The traveller was conscious of three pairs of eyes fixed upon his face. "Hoofing right along?" "Yes. I missed the trail nearly a week back. Followed the track of a dog-train. It came some distance this way. Then I lost it." "Ah! Food ran out, maybe."
"I guess he'll be safe enough there for the night." He did so. "Well, I'm going to turn in," said Stubbs. "I'm dead for sleep. I tell you, it's no fun hoofing it over these mountains, particularly when you are guarding a prisoner like I have been all day, never knowing what minute he may make a break for liberty. No, sir, it's no fun." "Did you watch him pretty closely, Stubbs?" asked Chester.
"I'm a Bismarck man," he said to the evangelist. "I've got a store there. My name is John Lounsbury." He held out his hand to Dallas. She advanced again and took it. "Oh, thank you! thank you!" she breathed. "'Bismarck man." It was Lancaster once more. "Wal, w'y the devil don' y' stay thar?" Lounsbury took no notice of him. "I'll be hoofing it," he said to Dallas.
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