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Later as the crowd dispersed to eat Atkinson said to Meyers, "The boss knows how to handle men all right, all right; he put sugar on the pill. The gang went off grinning. They know they've got to be good but only up to a limit." Meantime Felipe Martinez had not been idle.
I picked up the five scalps and started to dinner, and as I passed by the kitchen I threw them under the negro cook's feet and told him to cook them for dinner for my friend and me referring to Jim Beckwith. When he saw the scalps he exclaimed: "Laws a massa, boss! whar you git dem skelps? Marse Meyers said dey wasn't an Injun in fifty miles o' hyar."
She fully intended to live within her allowance in the future and save her money until she had paid every dollar that she owed. But how was Harriet to see Charlie Meyers? After all she had said about him to the "Automobile Girls," she was really ashamed to invite him to her house.
Trimm's eyes Meyers vanished, tumbling forward out of sight as the car floor buckled under his feet. Then, as everything the train, the earth, the sky all fused together in a great spatter of white and black, Mr. Trimm, plucked from his seat as though a giant hand had him by the collar, shot forward through the air over the seatbacks, his chained hands aloft, clutching wildly.
"I'll make Meyers pay dearly for this," said the squire; "his lease is out next Michaelmas, and I shall not renew it; and, besides, I'll prosecute his son."
The young women stenographers in the Chippering Mill, respectable, industrious girls, were attracted by a certain indefinable quality, but finding they made no progress in their advances, presently desisted they were somewhat afraid of her; as one of them remarked, "You always knew she was there." Miss Lottie Meyers, who worked in the office of Mr.
The whiskey is sent up from town, of course, and I reckon sent just at this time to get us all in bad while Mr. Pollock's here." "We'll look up the bootlegging nest to-morrow," Meyers said, with finality. "What can we do if we do locate it? They're not selling the stuff, I judge, but giving it away. That clears their skirts and forces us to deal with the men themselves if there's any dealing done.
It ain't long, though, before Meyers begins talkin' like he was uneasy. "He wants to know," says he, "if our wireless is out of commission, and if it is why we don't run up a signal." "Bah!" says Rupert. "These naval officers are too nosey. It'll do this one good if we take no notice of him." "All the same," insists Meyers, "I think Mr. Ellins and the Captain ought to know what's going on."
From Meyers down to the humblest workman the camp had for him a new admiration, a new respect and a new loyalty, which he could not help but feel; he had proved that he could deliver the "goods"; and if the Mexicans wanted war, the Americans here would be glad to oblige them. Nor did they wait to let San Mateo know the fact.
The two men stared after her, disappointment and bewilderment chasing across each face. "Well, I thought I knew women, but " began Ed Meyers fluently. Passing the desk, Mrs. McChesney heard her name. She glanced toward the clerk. He was just hanging up the telephone-receiver. "Baggage-room says the depot just notified 'em your trunks were traced to Columbia City. They're on their way here now."
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