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Updated: May 1, 2025
They'll drag on the ground so the poor kid can't walk in 'em without falling all over himself." "Well, good glory! Who's making these pants? Me, or you?" Bud exploded. "If you think you can do any better job than what I'm doing, go get yourself some cloth and fly at it! Don't think you can come hornin' in on my job, 'cause I'll tell the world right out loud, you can't." "Yeah that's right!
I hain't afraid of none of the rest of the boys hornin' in on the money an' 'tain't the money I want neither; I want to win them contests particular an' I'm a-goin' to." Without removing his elbows from the bar, Cinnabar Joe nodded toward the door: "You git to hell out o' here!" he said, quietly. "I don't set in no game with you, see? I don't want none o' your chips.
They tell me there's any amount of bones that's never been touched up in that country." "I noticed several other wagons out gathering bones. They'll soon clean them up here, Joe." "They're all takin' to it," Joe said, with the resentment of a man who feels competition, "hornin' in on my business, what's mine by rights of bein' the first man to go into it in this blame country.
Then when Uncle Sam got warm under the saddle and came hornin' in, a lot of the boys who'd come over and joined up began castin' homesick glances back in a westerly direction.
"I don't have to know nothin'. She can run an iron on me any time she wants to. I'm lassoed, thrown an' tied, a'ready." "Which yuh finds me hornin' in before she makes any selection, yuh mottled-topped son of a gun!" Dave warmly put in.
She don' know nuthin' 'bout w'at A'm know." "What you drivin' at? Come on, spit 'er out! I hain't a-goin' to fool 'round here all night an' miss the dancin'." Bat stepped closer: "Two mans an' wan 'oman gon' up de trail. A'm t'ink som'one goin' for git keel. Mebbe-so we better gon' up an' see 'bout dat." "You're crazy as hell! The trail's free, hain't it? What business I got hornin' in on 'em?
His stake's on the thirteen, ain't it?" "What business you got, hornin' in on this? It hain't your funeral. You Texas tin-horns comes over here an' lose " "That'll be about all out of you. An' if I was in your boots I wouldn't go speakin' none frivolous about funerals, neither." The smile was gone from the steel-grey eyes and the croupier experienced a sudden chilling in the pit of his stomach.
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