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If he could rely on the meaning of Stratton's little anecdote and he had an uncomfortable conviction that he could the letter would be opened in case Buck met his death by violence. And once it was opened by the sheriff, only Tex Lynch how very much the fat would be in the fire.
Thirty grains put up in five-grain capsules." George Stratton's eyes began to open. Then he slowly rose, and looked with horrified face at the doctor. "My God!" he cried; "who got the thirty grains of morphia?" "What do you mean?" asked the doctor. "Mean? Why, don't you see it? It is a chemist's mistake. Thirty grains of quinine have been sent you.
"I do understand, of course. She hasn't come out yet, but she's dressing. I made her eat her breakfast in bed." "Good business," approved Buck. "How is she?" "Very much better, physically. Her nerves are practically all right again; but of course she's very much depressed." Stratton's face clouded. "She still persists " Mrs. Archer nodded. "Oh, dear me, yes! That is, she thinks she does.
When she arrived there, one of the first things she saw gleaming faintly through the garden's darkness, was the missing evening paper that Harry had thrown into a pepper tree near the side fence. During Miss Stratton's absence, the strong wind had shaken the paper down, and it lay at the foot of the tree. "How did he suppose I was going to find that paper up that tree?" questioned Miss Stratton.
Erickson, the Swede, while not a star cant-hook man, was nevertheless sure and reliable. Radway placed him in Stratton's place. But now he must find a swamper. He remembered Thorpe. So the young man received his first promotion toward the ranks of skilled labor.
"I wonder?" he mused thoughtfully. A waste of sand, cactus, and scanty desert growth! In Arizona nothing is more ordinary or commonplace, more utterly lacking in interest and significance. Yet Stratton's mind returned to it persistently as he considered one by one the scanty details of Jessup's brief narrative.
"If Socialism means that no matter what you are or what you've been we're all mates, and that Nellie's going to join hands with the street-walker, and that you're going to join hands with me, and that all of us are going to be kind to one another and have a good time like we did at Mrs. Stratton's last night, well, I'm a Socialist and there's heaps up in the bush will be Socialists too."
Stratton's teeth dug into his under lip, and one hand gripped the edge of the counter with a force that brought out a row of white dots across the knuckles. "You mean to tell me there's a a woman at the Shoe-Bar?" he asked incredulously. "At it?" snorted the old man. "Why, by cripes, she owns it! Not only that, but folks say she's goin' to run the outfit herself like as if she was a man."
The boy stepped one side so that the light within the farther room might fall on Miss Stratton's face. He recognized her. "Oh," returned the boy, "your paper went up a tree." "Up a tree!" exclaimed Miss Stratton, indignantly. "Why didn't you come in and tell me, so I'd know where to look for it?" "If I'd had an extra copy with me, I'd have thrown in another," said the boy "I'll get you one."
Witness Stratton's conversation with the drunken bookbinder whom we know as John B. Gough, the apostle of temperance. Witness Moffat's words that changed David Livingstone, the weaver, into David Livingstone, the savior of Africa. Witness Garibaldi's words fashioning the Italian mob into the conquering army. Witness Garrison and Beecher and Phillips and John Bright.
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