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Drums were beaten and minstrels gang a weird, crooning chant as he advanced. Rube's gaze was fastened upon Kiddie. He would not have understood, even if he had listened to what Simon Sprott said to the Crows. He supposed that it was merely a public declaration of the election of Little Cayuse as successor to Falling Water.
I promised to follow the directions that my never-despairing companion had given me. "They won't get old Rube's scalp yit, they won't. He! he! he!" I turned towards him. The man was actually laughing at this wild and strangely-timed jest. It was awful to hear him. Several armfuls of brush were now thrown into the mouth of the cave. I saw that it was the creosote plant, the ideodondo.
'How do you mean to get away, Rube? 'Easy enough, Rube said carelessly. 'Get our hands loose first, then our legs, then kill them fellows and make tracks. Now it ain't very often that I larf out. I don't suppose I've larfed right out three times since I was a boy; but Rube's coolness tickled me so that I larfed out like a hyena. When I began, Rube he began; and when he larfed it was tremendous.
And the wanderlust of Uncle Rube's British blood, stirred by this leap back over the passing years, made him once more a bouncing, devil-may-care sailor lad. The sign of tears had vanished from his cheeks as he rose, and, gently laying the little figure in her old corner on the settle, leisurely lit his pipe.
Nevertheless, I wanted to postpone the Rube's wedding if it was possible, and I went out to see Milly and asked her to help us. But for once in her life Milly turned traitor. "Connie, you don't want to postpone it. Why, how perfectly lovely! ... Mrs. Stringer will go on that trip and Mrs. Bogart.... Connie, I'm going too!" She actually jumped up and down in glee. That was the woman in her.
As he finished down came the butt of Rube's rifle on his head with a squelch, while mine did the same on the head of the next man. For an instant there was a pause of astonishment, for no one knew exactly what had happened; then there was a wild yell of surprise and fear, as our rifles came down again with a crashing thud.
Then the Cleveland Naps after Napoleon Lajoie. Anyway, after the regular season was over, a lot of them would barnstorm around the Cleveland area, and sometimes I'd be their bat boy. "Later on, I even pitched a few games for Bill Bradley's Boo Gang," the shadow added proudly. "Boo Gang?" said Lisa with a little shudder. "Boo like a Ghost?" added Hootsey. "No, no," laughed Rube's image.
Rube followed them exactly. It would have been well for him if before starting he had also paid more serious heed to Kiddie's suggestion regarding the weather. But Kiddie had not insisted. Like Rube himself, he had not foreseen more than a mere evening shower of refreshing rain. In Rube's absence, Kiddie occupied himself with the ordinary work of the camp.
They weren't left to wonder long, for in a moment there was a trampling of horses, and down came our fellows on both sides of them. Just before they got up we stepped forward with our rifles up. 'El Zeres! Rube shouted, and startled as the Mexican was, he looked round. He had just time to see who it was, when Rube's ball hit him in the head, and down he went as dead as a stone.
Rube's hands were bound tightly behind him, and he was led back into the room. "He gave a loud laugh when he saw me: 'That was a boy's trick; wasn't it, Seth? But I couldn't have helped it if I had been shot a minute afterward. There were those fellows' legs moving about me just as if I was a log of wood.
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