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Updated: May 2, 2025
Al was a youth who hunted trouble for the thrill of meeting it more than half-way, but since Tom Lorrigan happened to be his father, Al rode off the Devil's Tooth ranch before he became the rampant young trouble-hunter. Belle had some anxious hours during the time Al was gone, but she never once betrayed her anxiety; which is doing pretty well for a mother.
By following the easy slope around the point of the main trail from Jumpoff to the Lorrigan ranch, no road-building was necessary, and in summer the cottonwoods looked very cool and inviting though at certain times they harbored buffalo gnats and many red ants that would bite, which rendered the shade less grateful than it looked. But to the Lorrigans it seemed an ideal site for a schoolhouse.
Far back as the country was settled well, they say the first Lorrigan went up in there to get away from the draft in the Civil War, and headed a gang of outlaws that shot and hung more white men and Injuns than any outfit in the State and that's going some. "They were killers from the first draw. Other settlers went in, and had to knuckle under.
"I have a name, Tam Lorrigan, and 'tisna Scotty." The Douglas face twisted with anger. "I will no bandy worrds with ye. 'Tis ill I should descend to the level o' them that deespitefully use me." "Deespitefully! why, humpin' hyenas! Ain't I letting yuh live? And do yuh reckon any other man could walk up to me and call me a thief and live long enough to take it back?
Your father doesn't hate our outfit a darn bit worse than he ever did. He found a chance to knife us, that's all. It isn't that he never wanted to before." "I'll thank you, Lance Lorrigan, not to accuse my father of knifing anybody. He's my father and " "And that isn't anything to brag about, if you ask me.
Mary Hope, still playing, looked over her shoulder into the dark, impenetrable gaze of Tom Lorrigan, standing there in his working clothes, with his big, black Stetson on his head and his six-shooter in its holster on his hip.
"Him? Lorrigan? Why, say! He may look like a Lorrigan, but he ain't one. Tom's damn right. He don't set in. Why, like as not he'd " "Aw, cut out the gabbling!" Ed's voice growled again. "It's yore play, Bob." Stepping softly, Lance went on to the house. "I just look like one!" he repeated under his breath. "Fine!
With that crowd, not all could dance at once; Mary Hope remembered pridefully that there had been no dancing by numbers at the party Lance Lorrigan gave. What a terrible dance that had been! A regular rowdy affair. And this crowd, big as it was, had as yet shown no disposition to rowdyism. It surely did make a difference, thought Mary Hope, what kind of people sponsored an entertainment.
The Lorrigans? Very well, there was also the Douglas blood, and that was not weaker than the Lorrigan. She was quite calm, quite impersonal when she gave Lance a list of the pitifully small errands she and her mother would be grateful if he would perform for them.
In their minds loomed the fact that Lorrigan money had bought books for the school, and that Tom Lorrigan himself had paid close to four hundred dollars for the piano. They heard that invitations were being sent broadcast, that a crowd was coming from Pocatello, from Lava, from Jumpoff invited to come and spend a day and night in merry-making.
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