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I have often wondered since if that little remark "sweatin' like hell" had not helped him to buck up and fit into his general surroundings. Since I have been sightless, two things have deeply impressed themselves on my mind.
We was freightin' in to camp, back in the Horseshoe Hills. You know that grade afore you get to the mesa? Well, the ole mule pulled the grade, sweatin' and puffin' like he was pullin' the whole load. And I guess he was, in his mind. Anyhow, he got to the top, and laid down and died. Mules sure like to work. Now a horse would have fanned it." Shoop nodded.
It's my opinion it would ha' been a narrow squeak for him this time, if me and a mate hadn't nipped in and got these bracelets on him. There he was, ravin' and sweatin' and cursin' his head off, grey as death. Hell-gate, he called it, said he was devil's-porter at hell-gate, and kept hollerin' for napkins and his firesticks. Poor ol' boss! It WAS hell for him and no mistake!"
"Now what a way dat ar' is of talkin'! Go look at one o' dem ships we come over in, sweatin' and groanin', in de dark and dirt, cryin' and dyin', howlin' for breath till de sweat run off us, livin' and dead chained together, prayin' like de rich man in hell for a drop o' water to cool our tongues! Call dat ar' a-bringin' de fulness of de Gentiles, do ye? Ugh!"
Nacher's our silent partner, and the blessid infunt delivers the goods. No ore, no stamps, no sweatin', no grindin', and crushin', and millin', and smeltin'. Thar you hev the pure juice, and you bile it till it jells. Looky here," and Jim reached down and pulled out a skillet. "Taste it! Smell it! Bite it! Lick it! An' then tell me if Sollermun in all his glory was dressed up like this here!"
Her heart seemed to grow larger in her breast, and she caught for breath as she threw back her head as if to receive his lips again. A shudder ran through her from the vividness of the thought. 'Wot are you shiverin' for, Liza? asked one of the girls. 'You ain't cold. 'Not much, answered Liza, blushing awkwardly on her meditations being broken into. 'Why, I'm sweatin' so I'm drippin' wet.
She bent to him and with her handkerchief dabbed his lip and forehead dry, then dried his palms. "I breathe through my skin, I guess," he explained. "The wise guys in the trainin' camps and gyms say it's a good sign for health. But somehow I'm sweatin' more than usual now. Funny, ain't it?"
As he sat down in the group beside the woodpile, Bland tossed him the latest paper, but carefully folding it into a square, he laid it aside, and stretched himself upon the brown grass. "This here's powerful weather for sweatin'," he pleasantly observed, as he pulled a mullein leaf from the foot of the apple tree and placed it over his eyes.
"Genooine miners like you an' me, Kink," he went on academically, "is all out an' sweatin' hard over Birch Creek way. Not a genooine miner in this whole crazy Dawson outfit, and I say right here, not a step do I budge for any Carmack strike. I've got to see the colour of the dust first." "Same here," Mitchell agreed. "Let's have another drink."
Hartington bestowed on the storekeeper a mournful look, and continued: "Never seed Duncan sweatin' before. He didn't seem to grasp why the boys was there." "Didn't seem to understand," put in Mr. Bixby, sympathetically. "'For God's sake, gentlemen, says he, 'let me in! The Truro Bill! 'The Truro Bill hain't in the theatre, Mr. Duncan, says Dan Everett.
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