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"Got to get gay and go projectin' round on the shoot after y'u got your orders to stay hitched. Anything to say for yo'selves?" If they had it was said very silently. "Now, Miss Messiter is going to pass it up this time, but from now on y'u don't go off on any private massacrees while y'u punch at the Lazy D. Git that? This hyer is the last call for supper in the dining-cah.

"That bright red stone in the buckle; how can you consider THAT MOURNING? And your veil shouldn't stick I mean it ought to hang down properly." Minervy looked deeply perturbed. Shifting from one patent-leather-shod foot to the other, she answered: "Well'm, well'm, I dare say you's had more spurrience in dese hyer t'ings 'n I is, but dat ston certain'y did strike ma heart.

"Howdy, Jack!" he nodded, not quite so much at his ease as usual. "Got hyer on the jump, didn't you?" "I kept movin'." "This shorely beats hell, don't it?" Lee glanced around, selected a smooth boulder, and fired his discharge of tobacco juice at it true to the inch. "Reminds me of the old days. You boys ain't old enough to recall them, but stage hold-ups were right numerous then."

Jones, the best man in this hyer town, I wish to say right now that the Old Juan claim can't be jumped by nobody!" "Just a moment, Mr. Hicks!" interrupted Jepson patiently, but the mob was shouting him down. "It's a lie!" yelled Bray from his place against the window. "I jumped that claim for myself! I jumped it myself; and Rimrock Jones, nor none of his friends, can't come and take it away!"

So she led him away ever so little away from his ever-present grief. It was the next day that he said to her, "Cornely, I p'intedly ain't gwine to suffer this hyer filchin' o' co'n them Fusons is a-keepin' up on me." "Is the Fusons a-stealin' yo' co'n, John?" she responded, in surprise. "W'y, they got a-plenty, ain't they?" "Well, no, not adzactly, that is to say, Buck Fuson ain't got a-plenty.

I reckon that's what worries him. Anyhow, they's something the matter; he ain't took a drink in a week. Seems like when he was broke he was round hyer all the time, jest a-carousin' and invitin' in the whole town; and now when he's flush and could buy me out with that little wad right there in his jeans, he sits here, by George, like a Keeley graduate, and won't even drink when he's asked."

"I dunno huccome it," exclaimed the old man, "an' dat ain' hyer ner dar; but, bless Gawd! de young man' happy!" A thought struck him suddenly, and he scratched his head. "Maybe he goin' away," he said, querulously. "What become o' ole Zen?" The splashing ceased, but not the voice, which struck into a noble marching chorus. "Oh, my Lawd," said the colored man, "I pray you listen at dat!"

'Twas as fust class a funeral as we could have out hyer. She wore her white gown the one Mandy Ann says she wore when you war hyer. You members it?"

'Twuz yestiddy en I 'uz out hyer pickin' up dis yer lightwood des like I is doin' dis minute, w'en I heah 'a-bookerty! bookerty! bookerty! out dar in de road 'en a w'ite hoss tu'n right inter de woods wid a sick sodger a-hangin' ter de saddle.

There the noise bewildered him an instant, and his eyes went blind while he grasped Big Abel's sleeve. "Wait a minute, I can't see," he said. "Now, that's right, go on. By George, it's bedlam turned loose, let's get out of it!" "Dis away, Marse Dan, dis away, step right hyer," urged Big Abel, as he slipped through the hurrying crowd of fugitives which packed the street.

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