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He was tellin' 'bout thet great hell-gate of New York, an' he said, 'You've got to swim with the rest or you'd go under, Uncle Jo, 'go under, them's his very words. An' I said, 'Like enough you would, Champ I ain't ben thar " He paused a moment, shuffled out his handkerchief and wiped his eyes.

Then Gene hugged the hoss an' cried cried like I never seen no one who cried like he did. I waited awhile, an' was jest goin' to say somethin' to him when he turned on me red-eyed, mad as fire. 'Nels, he said, 'I care a hell of a lot fer thet boss, an' I liked you pretty well, but if you don't take him away quick I'll shoot you both. Wal, I lit out. I didn't even git to say howdy to him."

Off came every hat, and some of the boys knelt down, as Mose knelt beside the bench, and said: "Oh, Lord, here's Billy Bent needs 'tendin' to! He's panned out his last dust, an' he seems to hev a purty clear idee that this is his last chance. He wants you to give him a lift, Lord, an' it's the opinion of this house thet he needs it.

Not an Injun will go beyond thet line long enough to be seen. Be ready to run fer it as soon as I say 'Go, an' tell the Frenchman." I succeeded in making De Croix understand, by means of the mongrel French at my command, which seemed not to be intelligible to the savages; and we moved forward at as slow a gait as our vigilant guards permitted, with every muscle tense for the coming strain.

"She was mourning over her mate!" "Shall we send the other body down, too?" went on the senator's son. "Might as well," was the quick answer, and soon the other lion was dragged to the opening and dropped down. Abe Blower looked on at the work and smiled grimly. "I suppose ye are sorry for thet lioness, but I ain't," he said.

To the father's eyes, despite her masculine attire she was all feminine as she stood there and his face grew tender as he watched the curls stirring at her temples. Finally she wheeled and with a military stiffness marched back. Slowly she nodded her head. "I gives ye thet pledge too;" she said, "since ye wants hit but I gives hit with a right heavy sperit."

"You stripped the gears!" shouted Anderson, with the red fading out of his face. "No; but something's wrong," replied Nash. He got out to examine the engine. Anderson manifestly controlled strong feeling. Lenore saw Jake's hand go to her father's shoulder. "Boss," he whispered, "we can't ketch thet car now."

I reckon I was only thet long-legged, red-headed galoot from Texas. Anyhow, I was made to understand it might get hot sudden-like if I didn't clear out. I left it to the girl. An' some of them girls is full of hell. Ruby jest stood there scornful an' sassy, with her haid leanin' to one side, her eyes half-shut, an' a little smile on her face. I'd call her more 'n hell. A nice girl gone wrong.

It had a wonderful band made of horsehair and a buckle of silver with a strange device. "Wal, you keep the hat," he replied, with his back turned. "Greaser stole your hoss an' your outfit's lost, an' you might want somethin' to remember your your friends in Arizony.... Thet hat ain't much, but, say, the buckle was an Injun's I shot, an' I made the band when I was in jail in Yuma."

Why, if I'd have known what the thing was worth, I might have put you in only it wanted capital and some experience." But that gentleman said soberly: "No, you wouldn't nuther." "Why not?" said Key half angrily. Collinson paused. After a moment he said, "'Cos I wouldn't hev took anything outer thet place." Key felt relieved. From what he knew of Collinson's vagaries he believed him.