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Updated: June 22, 2025
But Carolyn June was gone, walking rapidly across the open ground in the direction of the corral in which the Ramblin' Kid had turned Captain Jack and the Gold Dust filly. "Jumpin' eats!" Bert exclaimed as the cowboys started toward the stable, "didn't the young one show her teeth sudden?" "Skinny's going to have his hands full if he don't look out," Charley Saunders remarked sagely.
Old Heck followed and talked for a few moments with Parker about the affairs of the ranch, then joined the cowboys at the bunk-house where they had gone directly after leaving the table. On Skinny's bed Parker had tossed a bundle. "What in thunder do you reckon Skinny's been buying, now?" Chuck questioned as he picked up the package and examined it curiously.
Hervey Willetts was no handbook scout, but Tom would not have him different than he was no, not by a hair. He thought how Skinny's beginning at the wrong end was like his pinning of the badge on the wrong side of his breast. Poor little Skinny....
"By criminy, she didn't stick any closer to Old Heck than Skinny stuck to Carolyn June," Bert complained. "Nobody else had a look-in!" "Skinny's sure earning his money," Charley muttered half enviously. "Bet he's got on that white shirt and having a high old time right now!
Not a very good scout delegate perhaps, but the bulliest scout that ever tore a gaping hole in his stocking.... Tom was aroused from his meditation by Skinny's eager voice. "Here's the log where he talked to me," he said; "here's just the very same place we sat down and he said he'd be my witness. He said I was old top, that's what he called me." "Old top, hey?" said Tom, smiling.
"I I was just thinking of a a funeral I saw once!" he answered, gazing steadily and with pretended awe at Skinny's white shirt. "Some colors always remind me of funerals or or weddings!" he explained. A suppressed snicker circled the table. "Don't be down-hearted," Carolyn June laughed, "it may not go that far.
I couldn't say anything more, because I was all trembling. Of course, we didn't stop to think about it then, but I knew that when the water first came rushing through Nick's Valley, it must have been dashed right into the pit. There was Skinny's body to prove it.
"You got to have one when you go chopping trees, haven't you?" he asked me. "You forget it," I said, and I decided I'd give Pee-wee a good bawling out after the meeting. Then I started straightening Skinny's suit and telling him how swell he looked and how he must always take off his hat to ladies.
Both urged their horses nearer and fired again. This time Skinny's sombrero gave a sharp jerk and a hole appeared in the crown. The third shot of Skinny's sent the horse of the other to its knees and then over on its side. Shorty very promptly crawled behind it and, as he did so, Skinny began a wide circle, firing at intervals as Shorty's smoke cleared away.
"I don't understand," the widow said, bewildered by the rapid flow of legal-sounding words. "Nor did I at first," Carolyn June went on, "but I have figured it all out! I have 'discovered' what all this mysterious hinting about 'arrangements, 'the agreement, 'Old Heck's day, 'Parker's time, 'Skinny's job, and so forth means! I have studied it out.
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