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"Too hard work getting through the shallows, and, besides, this way we're closest to the place where the boat would most likely have been snagged. We can go lots faster on foot. We'll keep about opposite each other; we can yell across once in a while and it won't be quite so lonesome. You go ahead till you get below the riffles, and wait there till I catch up with you."
As Cappy Ricks had anticipated, the men on that deck promptly snagged the boat at bow and stern with boat hooks and on the instant Cappy Ricks' bully boys leaped for their prey. As luck would have it, Terence P. Reardon was the only one offered a helping hand and he did not despise it; neither did he forget Cappy's last instructions.
"Dorgan ain't swallerin' your yarn about Randerson puttin' a kink in Kelso," he said to Blair. Randerson turned, a mild grin on his face. "You fellows quit your soft-soapin' about that run-in with Kelso," he said. "There ain't any compliments due me. I was pretty lucky to get out of that scrape with a whole hide. They told me Kelso's gun got snagged when he was tryin' to draw it."
He pronounced the bruise not serious, but advised that Tom remain quiet, at least for the rest of the day. Bud came to visit the young inventor that evening, just as Sandy was bringing up a tray. On it was a sizzling T-bone steak. "Wow! Wish I could have that kind of service," Bud said jokingly. Then he became serious. "I'd sure like to meet that creep who snagged you, Tom. What a fiendish trick!
Was it not so in this city of Bangkok where incense was snagged in carbon exhausts and its residents were engaged in amusements to escape their small speck on this rock of the planet?
I was just thinking: "Gee whiz! but this would be a poor place to get snagged in," when bang! says a rifle right in front of us, and m-e-arr! goes the bullet over our heads. We were off them horses and behind a, couple of chunks of rock sooner than we hoped for, and that's saying a good deal. "Cussed poor shot, whoever he is," says my friend.
Billy Porter, worn and tattered but still looking very well able to hold his own, stood staring into the cave where the squaws eyed him open-mouthed and Alchise, his hand on his rifle, scowled at him aggressively. Porter's eye fell on Injun Tom. "U-huh! You pison Piute, you! I just nacherally snagged your little game, didn't I?" "Billy!" cried Rhoda. "O Billy Porter!"
"All right," the commander yelled, "we've got 'em on the run now! Break up into squads of three and clear those streets! Clear 'em out! Keep 'em moving!" After that, it was the work of minutes to clear the town. The commander brought his carrier to a dead stop, reached out with his sword, and snagged a bit of cloth from one of the fallen native warriors.
His attempt was fruitless, one of the boats was soon snagged, and it became evident that it would be much easier to follow the Namoi on horseback. Leaving the river, after passing the range he had vainly tried to cross, Mitchell, on the 9th of January, 1832, came to the river Gwydir of Cunningham.
I was soon snagged, and found the difficulties greater than I had thought. Right; go up. Third class in French, Miss Clara, who was Mentor? "Edward," said he, "whenever I am going to write anything, I find it best to think first what I am going to say." In the instruction thus conveyed is a lesson which nine writers out of ten have never learned.
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