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Updated: June 17, 2025
Turning round I saw my friend the trader, who, after having smothered my boot in tobacco-juice, said, 'I say, captain, have you got any coffin-screws on trade? His question rather staggered me, but he explained that they had no possible way of making this necessary article in the Southern States, and that they positively could not keep the bodies quiet in their coffins without them, especially when being sent any distance for interment.
"On'y 'bout a mile" grunted the individual, squirting a stream of tobacco-juice to leeward, "up on the high ground beyant. Nay! 'tis just a jumpin' off place an' shippin' point for th' ranches hereabouts. Business is mostly done at Cow Run East. Ye passed ut, comin'. Great doin's there whin th' cowpunchers blow in. Some burg!" "Sure looked it!"
"What in the world can she want o' me?" thought Si; but he answered: "That's my name. What'll you have?" A flash of recognition filled at once her faded blue eyes. Without taking her pipe from between her yellow, snaggly teeth she delivered a volley of tobacco-juice at an unoffending morning-glory, and snapped out: "O, y'r him, air ye?
Thatcher began to scratch his head and to expectorate tobacco-juice copiously, and I suspected he was wondering what the secret might be that he was not to betray. So I made haste to say: "Is this stable yours?" "Yes, sir," said Thatcher eagerly. "I've been running it nigh on two years now." "Pretty good business, eh, Dick?" said Fitzhugh, looking critically about.
The quarter-master a large grave fat man, slow alike in his bodily and his mental movements listened to this extraordinary remonstrance with a fixed stare of amazement, and an open mouth from which the unspat tobacco-juice tricked in little brown streams. "Gentlemen," he said, with a Roman brevity, "this young fellow is mad." The captain's voice checked the general outbreak of laughter.
The man spat a mouthful of tobacco-juice into the white sand, and answered, "We use 'em in Alaska. They're modelled after the Yukon poling-boats, and you can bet your life they're crackerjacks. This creek'll be a snap alongside some of them Northern streams. Five hundred pounds in one of them boats, an' two men can snake it along in a way that'd surprise you."
The intention of the colour was still evident, however, when one got it in the right light. The Snark had never received any paint on the inside. On the contrary, she was coated inches thick with the grease and tobacco-juice of the multitudinous mechanics who had toiled upon her.
"When do you suppose a car will be along?" he asked, rather in a general sarcasm of the absence of the cars than in any special belief that the policeman could tell him. The policeman waited to discharge his tobacco-juice into the gutter. "In about a week," he said, nonchalantly. "What's the matter?" asked Beaton, wondering what the joke could be. "Strike," said the policeman.
He said once more, slowly closing one eye and settling back in his former attitude against the wall, while he aimed a deluge of tobacco-juice at the base of the wall before him: "I'm a-kickin' like a Texas steer." He waited a moment to allow these impressive words to have their full effect, while Farnham preserved a serious and attentive face.
"I know it, sergeant," replied Kelly, decorously squirting his tobacco-juice out of the corner of his mouth furthest from his superior. "The question is, Kelly, whether Schmidt should pe shot." "The responsibility lies upon you, sergeant. I will shoot him if so be such is orders." "Kelly, the insdructions were to shoot him if murder should habben in this barty. The instructions were loose."
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