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"Think it was Tamale Jose's old gang?" Asked Hopalong. "If it was they took th' wrong trail home that ain't th' way to Mexico." Hopalong tossed aside his half-smoked cigarette. "Well, come on home; what's th' use stewin' over it? It'll come out all O.K. in th' wash." Then he laughed: "There won't be no piebald waitin' for it."
The horses shifted their weight, resting one leg with the hoof barely touching the earth, twitched their ears at the flies and slept again. "And then me thought my dream was changed, The streets no longer rang, Hushed were the glad Hosannas The little children sang " Tamale lifted his head and gazed inquiringly up the hill; but Bob was not observant of signs just then.
"and the difference between me and a tank is in the inferior receptivity ain't that a peach? of the receptacle" "Now, the fallacy of the original proposition, as Herbert Spencer hath it, lies in the expression of the component particulars" this was Langdon "that proves that if I had a board Pellams would be summarily chastised" "Put it down and order up another, here's good drink going stale" "Whoa, Pegasus, old hoss, that's my tamale you have designs on" "and cut his name there" "sing it down!
This was a local institution of longstanding, known as the chile-wagon, and was the town’s only all-night restaurant. Here he aroused a fat, sleepy old Mexican. “Un tamale y cafe,” he ordered, and then had the proprietor make him a couple of sandwiches to put in his pocket. He consumed his breakfast hurriedly, rolled and lit a little brown cigarette, and was off again.
He, too, ordered the "supper Mexican." He, too, wore marguerites in his buttonhole. "Death and destruction!" gasped Condy, turning pale. Blix collapsed helplessly in her chair, her hands dropping in her lap. They stared at each other in utter confusion. "Here's a how-do-you-do," murmured Condy, pretending to strip a TAMALE that Richard had just set before him. But Blix had pushed hers aside.
On the ranges there were occurrences which tried men's souls. For several weeks cattle had been disappearing from the ranges and the losses had long since passed the magnitude of those suffered when Tamale Jose and his men had crossed the Rio Grande and repeatedly levied heavy toll on the sleek herds of the Pecos Valley.
He made Henrietta Vance shout with laughter by pretending that the olive in his tamale was a green hen's egg. About half-past ten young Haight rose from the table saying he thought it was about time to say good-night. "Don't be in a hurry," said Turner. "It's early yet." After that, however, they broke up very quickly. Before he left Vandover saw Turner in the dining-room alone for a minute.
Bruce eyed him calmly, contemplatively, thinking what a face he made, and how ludicrous he looked with the sand matted in his corn-silk hair and covering him like a tamale casing of corn-meal as it stuck to his wet clothes. He left them and walked up the river where the rock rose like a monument to his hopes.
Pellams had the old man singing now, in a cracked, maudlin voice, and his keeper was beating time with a billiard cue. Then the amateur conductor had one of his inspirations. "Hey, a trio! The event of the evening! General Hardshell Jackson, Señor Lupe de Tamale, and the renowned lyric barytone, James Russell Lowell Mason, will combine in a grand farewell concert.
She couldn't see how anyone belonged to anyone else, anyhow; and recalled that throughout most of her life she had been glad it was that way. She tried to let the morning grace her with its fullness of life. She thought of Tijuana's tamale and hot chocolate vendors of early morning, the restaurant workers and the newsstand operators, the pharmacy managers and the street salesmen.
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