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She contrived to bring out how successful Mister Shultz was in the bakery business, and in the next breath told nonchalantly of the vast sums acquired by a race-horse trainer. She appealed to Blister to corroborate this. "Isn't that so, Mister Jones? Didn't you tell me you get fifty dollars a week for training one horse?" Blister was not above impressing his rival, it seemed.
One night he spoke about the affair in my quarters. Shultz was present on duty and overheard. He spoke up like a little man; said he was there when you got your orders, that they were delivered verbally by the staff officer, and he repeated them for us word for word. He was taken prisoner an hour later, and never heard of your court-martial. Is that it, Shultz?"
"We'll get them later; after we have located Thad." "Oh, Gus, do you think Ben Shultz was dreaming?" "When he said he saw Thad out there in the barren ground woods by the old cabin? Not a bit of it! It's the last place they'd ever think of looking for him right on his uncle's place. Thad is pretty keen in some ways. But I doubt if he'll stay there long. He'll be pulling out for the mountains.
Never had Silvey's eyes held such astounded respect as they had at that moment. Shultz lived in a brown brick, ramshackle tenement diagonally opposite the apartments in which the gang had found shelter that day of the cucumber fight.
The pair were comrades in misfortune, and as such John was to be aided in every possible way. "Joe'll be around in half an hour," Shultz explained generously. "Stay here with me and I'll tell him you're a new kid, and fix things up. How many are you going to buy?" "Dime's worth." "Think you can sell 'em all?" "Easy."
The room whirled before him in mist, the faces vanished; he heard an exclamation from Shultz, a sharp command from Sheridan, and then seemed to crumble up on the floor. There was the sharp rustle of a woman's skirt, a quick, light step, the pressure of an arm beneath his head. "Quick, orderly, he 's fainted," it was the General's voice, sounding afar off. "Get some brandy, Shultz.
Carl marched to bat, and he swung his club over the plate as if he knew what to expect. "Come on, Rube!" he shouted. Wearily, doggedly, the Rube whirled, and whipped his arm. The ball had all his old glancing speed and it was a strike. The Rube was making a tremendous effort. Again he got his body in convulsive motion two strikes! Shultz had made no move to run, nor had Carl made any move to hit.
Convenient volumes are: C.A. Beard and B.E. Shultz, Documents on the State-wide Initiative, Referendum and Recall ; W.B. Munro, The Initiative, Referendum and Recall ; J.D. Barnett, Operation of the Initiative, Referendum, and Recall in Oregon . Above, pp. 320-323. Below, p. 508. Above, p, 442. An act of 1906 had been declared unconstitutional.
A tall, blue-clad, brass-buttoned figure rounded the corner, and Shultz raised the alarm. "Cheese it, the cop!" They broke for cover, each in the direction of home and parental protection, while the guardian of the peace stood and laughed at the fleeing figures. Once well down the street, John pulled up, panting, and rubbed his nose. That kid had certainly hit it.
That made eight strikes square over the plate that inning. What magnificent control! It was equaled by the implacable patience of those veteran Bisons. Manning hit the next ball as hard as Carl had hit his. But Mullaney plunged down, came up with the ball, feinted to fool Carl, then let drive to Gregg to catch the fleeting Shultz.
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