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"Maybe you an' Swanson better mosey back yonder to the cabin, where I can keep an eye on you easy, while I send after the hosses. Farnham, climb back on top of the dump there, an' give them boys the signal to come on." The gambler removed his hat, running one hand carelessly through his hair, his thin lips sufficiently parted to reveal his white teeth. "I hardly think we are exactly done yet, Mr.
As the remark was a general one made to Cummings, Moriarity and Scip, the latter answered: "Yes, sah; Mass Swanson got a pile of gold laid up for a rainy day, suah." The Doctor continued: "He's had more than the average run of good luck the last few years. He told me the other day that he only lost a few head all year, and was just going to ship a big lot to Chicago."
The guests were Howard Littlefield, the doctor of philosophy who furnished publicity and comforting economics to the Street Traction Company; Vergil Gunch, the coal-dealer, equally powerful in the Elks and in the Boosters' Club; Eddie Swanson the agent for the Javelin Motor Car, who lived across the street; and Orville Jones, owner of the Lily White Laundry, which justly announced itself "the biggest, busiest, bulliest cleanerie shoppe in Zenith."
Upon the approach of his companion he summoned enough courage to step to the door at the other end of the cabin, and try to open it. It was held fast by some superhuman agency, which allowed the door to be only partly opened. Swanson, at sight of the ghostly visitor, was not so badly overcome as his friend, and having an inquisitive turn of mind, wished to find if the apparition really existed.
Most of them you knew, Master Leithgow, these men who constituted the cream of Earth's scientific ability. Professor Estapp, the good-looking young American; Dr. Swanson, the Swede; Master Scientist Cram the great English genius Cram, already legendary, the only other of that rank beside yourself; Professor Geinst, the hunchbacked, mysterious German; and Dr. Norman Dr.
Having first engineered the matter through the legislature by a tortuous process, fired upon at every step by the press, he next sent various individuals state legislators, representatives of the C. W. & I., members of outside corporations to see the governor, but Swanson was adamant. He did not see how he could conscientiously sanction the bill.
A bucketful of water was dashed over his face, and recovering he saw the demon faces of Eagle Claw and his band surrounding him. "My brother was cold and we started a fire that he might get warm. He was lost and we made a light to guide him here. We love our brother Swanson. We would always have him with us," jeered the Indian, To this Swanson was incapable of replying.
"Where did you pick up the darkey, Doctor?" inquired Swanson, designating Scip by a jerk of his thumb. "The hard fact is, gentlemen, that we picked each other up. I was 1907 and Scip was 1908. "How's that?" "I repeat. I was 1907 and Scip was 1908." "You mean to say you were doing "
Their ponies were selected from the cream of their stock, and the gorgeous trappings of the saddles and harness made a most picturesque scene as the cavalcade filed over the plains. Riding between two stalwart specimens of the Cherokee tribe, Swanson was closely guarded. All the answer he could get for his indignant questionings was a surly "Humph," or a sullen admonition to keep quiet.
Westall told him that I and my horse were all right, and not to be interfered with, and that he would make something by keeping a bright lookout for a boy without any boots on, and a roan colt. One of the party also told him that you were unarmed, but Swanson didn't take much stock in that.
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