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Updated: May 22, 2025
"I love it so well I don't have to see your Skeeter horse till Sunday. From the way these boys sidestep him, I guess he's a sure-enough running horse. My Smoky's a good little horse, too, but he never scared a bunch till they had cramps in the pockets. Still," he added with a grin, "I'll try anything once. I bet you twenty-five dollars my Smoky can beat your Skeeter."
When the liquid and the "skeeter" had passed into Tim's stomach he enlightened the inquirer. "Ye dunno what's a devil's darnin' needle? Gosh! I'm s'prised at ye. I seen lots of 'em right on this here river.
However, before another stage-coming was due, Di had rent his garment sufficiently to make it useless is a "skeeter skirt." During the morning I enjoyed my solitary swim with the snakes. Diogenes played football with the croquet balls and bruised one of his toes, besides hitting the landlady's child in the eye. Silvia went for a walk which had been pictured in the advertisements.
Gus nodded and the old gentleman continued, addressing his remarks to his daughter and Skeets: "Now, if I know anything at all about anything at all I know what I'm goin' to do. I ain't got no eddication, but that ain't goin' to keep me from seein' some others git it. You Gracie, fer one, an' you, too, Skeeter, if your old daddy'll let you come an' go to school with Gracie.
"Guess Dave'll have to bring out Boise and take the swellin' outa that singin' kid's pocket," a hardfaced man shouted as Jeff slid off Skeeter and went over to where his cronies stood bunched and conferring earnestly together. "Not to-day, he needn't. I've had all the excitement I want; and I'd like to have time to count my money before I lose it," Bud retorted.
He lit a match and turned on the gas over the bed it was the most dangerous thing he could do he knew that well enough, none knew it better it was offering himself as a fair mark when the others rushed in, as they would in a moment now but the Skeeter and his gang and this man here must have no misconception of his purpose, his reason for being there, the same as their own, the theft of the stones and no misconception as to his SUCCESS.
"I mak' it go fas'," and began to row swiftly, seeking the breeze of the open river in which to shake off the horde of stinging pests that had risen with the sun. "I come 'way queeck wit'out t'inkin' 'bout gun or skeeter net or not'in'. Runnion she's len' me dis coat, so mebbe I don' look so worse lak' I do jus' now, eh?" "How did you leave him? Is he badly injured?"
They called him a fool, and either refused to bet at all on such a freak proposition as a lame horse running against Skeeter, or bet against him. A few of the wise ones wondered if Jeff and his bunch were merely "stringing the kid along "; if they might not let him win a little, just to make him more "chancey." But they did not think it wise to bet on that probability.
Jeff ain't so onreason'ble 't he'd make yuh run a lame horse. Air yuh, Jeff?" Jeff strolled up and looked Smoky over with critical eyes. "What's the matter? Ain't the kid game to run him? Looks to me like a good little goer." "He's got a limp but I'll run him anyway." Bud glanced up. "Maybe when he's warmed up he'll forget about it." "Seen my Skeeter?"
"And after you've swallowed dust all the way up the track, you go with me to where the women can't see and I'll lick the living tar outa you!" Jeff swore and wheeled Skeeter toward the starting post, beckoning Bud to follow. And Bud, hastily tucking in a flapping bulge of striped shirt, went after him.
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