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Kinney's name is Joseph Forbes Kinney; he dropped the Joseph because he said it did not appear often enough in the Social Register, and could be found only in the Old Testament, and he has asked me to call him Forbes. Having first known him as "Joe," I occasionally forget. "My name is not Joe," he said sternly, "and I have as much right to carry a second-hand bag as a new one.
"They do say he's jest carried off a good thousand dollar's worth o' sugar this very week," said Nancy. The Elder brought his hand down hard on the table and said "Whew!" This was Elder Kinney's one ejaculation. Nancy seldom heard it, and she knew it meant tremendous excitement.
Kinney's handwriting is very hard for a stranger to read." She paused for a second, and then added: "The sermon which I have chosen is one which some of you will remember. It was written and preached nine years ago. The text is in the beautiful Gospel of St. John, the 14th chapter and the 27th verse, "'Peace I leave with you; my peace I give unto you."
When he saw the tall figure striding through the pasture, he ran to let down the bars, and hurried up to the Elder and grasped both his hands. Not in all Elder Kinney's parish was there a single heart which beat so warmly for him as did the heart of this poor lonely old man, who had lived by himself in this solitary valley ever since the Elder came to Clairvend.
The moon was very bright, you will understand, and I saw upon Kinney's face a sort of amused and pregnant expression, as though there were things behind it that might be expounded. "You came up the trail from the Double-Elm Fork," he said promisingly. "As you crossed it you must have seen an old deserted jacal to your left under a comma mott."
At the third attempt he blurted: "Lawler, Antrim's gang has cleaned up the Circle L! Damn their sneakin', dirty hides! They've run off our cattle takin' 'em through Kinney's cañon! They've wiped out the Circle L outfit! Blackburn's left Blackburn an' three more poor fellows they plugged, an' didn't finish! "Blackburn made me ride for help damn him, anyway, Lawler! I wanted to stay with the bunch!"
Kinney's and Wetmore's Batteries were also engaging the enemy from different positions. About eight in the evening the enemy's guns were silenced, and in a short time the firing ceased altogether. An hour later quiet reigned in the camp. Our weary men now stretched themselves on the cold, damp ground, to obtain a little repose from the toils of the day.
"By thunder! there's the Elder now! That's too bad," said little Eben Hill, the greatest gossip in the town. The Elder was walking at his most rapid rate; and Elder Kinney's most rapid rate was said to be one with which horses did not easily keep up.
But even these dissonances hardly rippled the clear torrent of the mocking-birds' notes that fell from a dozen neighbouring shrubs and trees. It would not have been preposterous for one to tiptoe and essay to touch the stars, they hung so bright and imminent. Mr. Kinney's wife, a young and capable woman, we had left in the house.
Well, we're aimin' to look through your herd. We've been missin' cattle all summer from my ranch, the Circle Bar. About three thousand head. We've traced 'em as far as Kinney's cañon, an' lost 'em. But we've been thinkin', Blackburn, that it ain't no hard job to make a passable Circle L out of a Circle Bar. That's why we aim to look your cattle over."
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