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Get some warm water and bathe my bruises. Confound that teamster! I'll discharge him at once. What business had he to drive in front of the house and then talk back to me as he did? When is Ben coming back?" "He expected to get home this morning," Mrs. Stubbles replied. "He expected to do so, did he? H'm, he's always expecting to do things he never does.
And yet he was thankful that he had controlled himself, as he might have spoiled all his plans had he given way to hasty action. He worked with a feverish haste all that afternoon, and talked but little. This change puzzled the teamster, and he advised him to take his time. "It's no use killin' yerself," he told him. "Si Stubbles won't thank ye if ye work yer head off."
She had not been home in fifteen years, and she found her elder sister much changed and difficult to understand. Somehow their positions had been reversed. Later, at the table, Miss Mackall suggested with an off-hand air that the friendless young teamster might be asked to supper. Gilbert Beattie looked up quickly.
"That's all. Miss Joyce said for me to get this wagonload of grub out soon as I could. So I come right along." "Doble been seen in town lately?" asked Dave. "Not as I know of. Shorty has." "Shorty ain't in this." "Do you reckon ?" Sanders cut the teamster short. "Some of Doble's work. But I don't see why he sent for Keith too." "He didn't. Keith begged to go along an' Miss Joyce took him."
The information was of the most extraordinary kind. It appears that in the course of her own inquiries she had heard some gossip about a long box which had been put off at Finsbury from the train. This was called for by a teamster, who was accompanied by a Newfoundland dog, who took the box, and drove away from Finsbury to Dalton.
His party consisted of nine men J.C. Sumner and William H. Dunn, both of whom had been trappers and guides in the Rocky Mountains; Captain Powell, a veteran of the civil war; Lieutenant Bradley, also of the army; O. G. Howland, formerly a printer and country editor, who had become a hunter; Seneca Howland; Frank Goodman; Andrew Hall, a Scotch boy; and "Billy" Hawkins, the cook, who had been a soldier, a teamster and a trapper.
A hulking blackguard of a teamster was cruelly flogging an overladen horse one day, and Madge, at the risk of her life, was in amongst the traffic of the street in a flash, and stood between the beast and his dumb victim voiceless and pale with rage, her little figure at its height and her eyes blazing.
John Hughson, who was a prosperous young teamster, began to come in again, and take his pipe of an evening with Jamie. He no longer sat in his shirt-sleeves, and was in other ways much improved. Mercedes was gracious to him evenings; indeed, it was her nature to be gracious to all men.
And all day long, one by one, more men came forth, like ghosts, from the dead-land. But the twilight had come and the wind had died away before teamster Slivers limped from the desert. He came afoot. He had ridden his horse to death, in his desperate quest. He could barely see and his hair was white, even below the coating of the dust. Moody ran to meet him. "Barney?
Pratt got off his horse immediately and offered to help. And Mack needed his assistance. "Lucky you was riding along with us, Mister," grumbled the teamster. "We got to jack up the old contraption, and splice the axle together. I got wire and pliers in the tool box and here's the wagon-jack." He flung the implements out upon the ground.
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