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Updated: May 31, 2025
"Hush now!" said the other woman. "Don't keep a-goin' over it; yer worry her, and it's no use." "Went back for Tim, saved Tim the prize-fighter!" thought Lizzie, in dumb amazement. "The kid'll be all right soon," broke in another voice here. Lizzie looked up, and saw a rough fellow, who had just come in, gazing down at Becky with an expression that strangely softened his hard face.
"In about a month there'll be a hundred fellows sitting around one like this," he said. "En that Peewee kid'll be trying to defend hisself agin Roay's nonsense," Uncle Jeb remarked. "I ain't going to stay to be assistant camp manager this season," Tom said; "I'm going back to work. I'm having my vacation now. I kind of like being alone with you." "What is them shell-holes?" Uncle Jeb asked.
But young Mike's all over him as a bat. In a year or two that kid'll be a marvel. He's bound to get in next year, of course, so perhaps it would be better if Bob got the place as it's his last season. Still, one wants the best man, of course."
She held her fingers in her ears last Sunday while the Bible-reader was here. She's young. Says she hopes she and the kid'll both die." The mandolin-player was not unversed in the psychology of the ward. "Then she isn't married?" she asked, and because she was young, she flushed painfully. Liz stared at her, and a faint light of amusement dawned in her eyes.
He turned to the cowboy. "Can the sorrel be saddled without ropin'?" "Bluey does," was the reply, "but I don't know that he'll let me." "Won't you saddle him for me, Bob-Cat? I know I can ride him if I have a fair show." The range-rider turned to the old Ranger. "How about it?" he said. "The kid'll hunt leather for a while and then eat grass.
That boy's going to get done up, and Pap's to be all in at the doing. Oh, he'll take no chances. There'll be no shriek. That kid'll peter right out sudden. And it'll be Pap who knows how." "Murray's in the city. Have you seen him?" Kars spoke coldly. "I saw him yesterday noon. I went to Adler's at lunch time to be sure getting him." "What did he say?" "I scared him. Plumb scared him.
To-morrow night we'll cull that bunch that ranges west of here. Won't do to trim out too many at a time, and they may be back here to-morrow night. They will if they can't get it over. I don't much expect they will, at that unless they bring it in pieces. Still, yuh can't tell what a crazy kid'll take a notion to do; not when he's got a bug like Tex says this one has got."
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