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"No," said Soapy, shaking his head, "I guess Bud ain't dead yet, fellers. I wonder who gave him that eye, Kid? An' his mouth too! Did ye pipe them split lips! Kind o' painful, I guess. An' a couple o' teeth knocked out too! Some punchin', Kid! An' Bud kind o' fancied them nice, white teeth of his a whole heap!"
"Punchin' a man at my time o' life i' that way!" he mumbled wrathfully; "it's enough t' upset the systim for a month or more." Nobody noticed the brethren, however, for the other members of the little party had each his or her preoccupation. "Mr. Ferdinand," said Miss Blythe, turning suddenly upon the young gentleman, "I must seize this opportunity to ask what news there is of my dear mistress.
He looks at me a moment an' then he calls a gang around him an' sez to 'em: "Here's a rich one, fellers. You see this pony well, he was too blame old to herd geese with when I was punchin' cows over at the Diamond Dot, ten year ago, an' now Happy wants me to sell him, me gettin' one fourth of all I rake in over ten dollars an' HIM gettin' the ten dollars. What do ya think o' that for nerve?"
"Oh, a ten dollar hoss and a forty dollar saddle, I'm goin' to punchin' Texas cattle." Back somewhere in the dusk of the audience, a man began to hum the tune that went with the words, and the heart of Luck Lindsay gave an exultant bound.
What do you know about it, you woolies, punchin' cows down here in the rocks and cactus? "How's that, Miss Bunnair? W'y sure, he was hibernatin'! They all hibernate up in them cold countries.
"Recommend yoreself, can you?" asked West with a hint of humor. "Yes, sir." "Who are you?" "Dave Sanders from Arizona, first off." "Been punchin' long?" "Since I was a kid. Worked for the D Bar Lazy R last." "Ever go on a cattle train?" "Twice to Kansas City." "Hmp!" That grunt told Dave just what the difficulty was. It said, "I don't know you.
"It's this way, I be'n thinkin' quite a bit the last couple of days there ain't a thing in hellin' around the country punchin' other folks' cattle for wages. It's time I was settlin' down. If that girl will take a long shot an' marry me, I'm goin' to rustle around an' start an outfit of my own. I'll be needin' a man about your heft an' complexion to help me run it, too savvy?"
Things went on that way a spell 'til Bill got to thinkin' he'd better come and live on the home farm and look after things, as I didn't have no woman; to-be-sure, it did need a good bit of tendin'. Six hundred acres all in fine shape and well stocked so I told pa that I'd come west an let 'em run things at home. I got a job punchin' steers out here in James County, and they're all back there yet.
"Well," says he, "what would you suggest?" "Ah, say!" says I. "Couldn't you give a guess? Why, if I was you I'd fix it so that when Sis comes back to town she wouldn't find him on no kid's job. I'd give him a show to get his name painted on a door somewhere." "Torchy," says he, punchin' the button for his secretary, "I shouldn't wonder if we did." Chee! but I'm gettin' to be useful!
"Prob'ly I'd better start at the beginnin', don't you reckon? I never did have any people to brag about. Father and mother died while I was a li'l' grasshopper. I was kinda farmed around, as you might say. Then I come West an' got to punchin' cows. Seems like, I got into a bad crowd. They was wild, an' they rustled more or less.
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