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"That they do, Davy, by the ton," he replied, "and so must we, as the rulers of a great province. For mark me, though the men are happy to-day, in four days they will be grumbling and trying to desert in dozens." We were interrupted by a knock at the door, and there stood Terence McCann. "His riverence!" he announced, and bowed low as the priest came into the room.
The hit was a sharp drive into the field, and Carson took it on the first bound and promptly sent it to Badger, which held McCann at first. Frank believed Mertez would try to bunt, and he kept the ball high. Mertez fouled the first one, and a strike was called. McCann was forced to return to first after getting a big start toward second.
After putting the Salt Fork behind us, our spirits were again dampened, for it rained all the latter part of the night and until noon the next day. It was with considerable difficulty that McCann could keep his fire from drowning out while he was getting breakfast, and several of the outfit refused to eat at all.
The lynching party were within a hundred yards. As Jack McCann surveyed this spectacle which was so rapidly approaching him the constable waved his hand. The situation was too tight to permit wasting time. McCann ranged his mare alongside the buckboard as soon as it drew up; and before the breathless driver had begun to explain, he cried. "Jump on, kid."
McCann, having no fire built, gave Honeyman and myself an impromptu breakfast and two canteens of water; but before we let the wagon get away, we rustled a couple of cans of tomatoes and buried them in a cache near the camp-ground, where we would have no trouble in finding them on our return. As the wagon pulled out, we mounted our horses and rode back down the trail.
Not knowing what excuse my client might have given for leaving some of his party ashore, I thought it best to go out to meet them. Seated on the cabin roof of the Maria I beheld Mr. Cooke and McCann in conversation, each with a black cigar too big for him. "Hello, Crocker, old man," shouted my client, "did you think I was never coming back? So we'll have to go to Far Harbor." I caught the hint.
There was tall Proffit, the sharp-shooter, from North Carolina sinewy, saturnine, fearless; Smith, the bear-hunter from Wyoming, and McCann, the Arizona book-keeper, who had begun life as a buffalo-hunter. There was Crockett, the Georgian, who had been an Internal Revenue officer, and had waged perilous war on the rifle-bearing "moonshiners."
And my client assisted at the inspection with all the graces of a dancing-master. McCann poked into the forward lockers where we kept the stores, dropping the iron lid within an inch of his toe, and the clothing-lockers and the sail-lockers. He reached under the bunks, and drew out his hand again quickly, as though he expected to be bitten.
Cereals which have been "refined" of their husks present a highly starchy food, and unless they are properly balanced by base-forming substances, trouble is sure to follow. Alfred W. McCann describes the disaster to the Madeira-Mamore Railway Company in Brazil, when "four thousand men were literally starved to death on a white bread diet."
Force of habit proved too much for the man. He went back to the apologetic. "Never a drop, Mr. Crocker. Upon me soul!" This reminded Mr. He lifted up the top of the refrigerator. The chief's eye followed him. But I was not going to permit this. "Now, McCann," I commenced again, "if you will state your business here, if you have any, I shall be obliged. You are delaying Mr. Cooke."
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