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He allows we must keep it from his daughter; an' then he puts hip whole outfit in Dave's hands, to get 'em safe onto high grounds. "'Can't we pull our freight in the night?'says the towerist, an' he's shorely anxious. "'Too much moon, says Dave; 'an' then, ag'in, the whole Injun outfit's below us in the draw, an' we never gets by once in a thousand times.
He said to break the news gentle, and not scare anybody to death and not get 'em to thinkin' that somebody was hurt or anything like that, so I'm breakin' it to you easy. Me and Billy is goin' away. We're goin' in the Guzzuh 'God save the mush, as the pote says. We are the Overland Red Towerist and Observation Company, Unlimited. We are goin'
He also noticed, as the man's coat brushed against a chair as he sat down, that that same coat covered a shiny black shoulder holster in which gleamed the worn butt of an automatic pistol. "My real name is Jack Summers," began Overland Red. "Some folks took to callin' me 'Overland Red, seein' as I been some towerist in my time." "Great!" murmured the Easterner.
At the railroad one of them towerist trains had just slowed down to a halt as I come up, and the towerist was paradin' up and down allowin' they was particular enjoyin' of the warm Californy sunshine. One old terrapin, with grey chin whiskers, projected over, with his wife, and took a peek through the slats of my coop. He straightened up like someone had touched him off with a red-hot poker.
"Consarn your hide!" he roared with the utmost good humour; "stand out of the light so I can see your fool face. You lie like a hound! Everybody knows my boys!" There was no offence in the words. Bob laughed and obligingly stepped one side the lighted doorway. "A towerist!" wheezed the fat man. "Say, you're too early. Nothing doing in the mountains yet. Who sent you this early, anyway?"
The pony an' the Black Dog goes over on their heads. "Dave rides in, an' brings the blanket an' war-bunnit. Even then, the female towerist, which is the object of the meetin', don't seem informed none of the course of events. The fact is, she never does acquire the rights of it till we-alls is two days back on the return trail. "Thar's no more bother.
"'Whatever be these y ere broncos doin' yere? says Dave, for we allows, the first dash outen the box, mebby the Britons makes a purchase. "One of the towerists tells a long an' delighted story about the gen'rosity of the Injuns. "'Actooally, says this towerist,"them gen'rous savages leads up these yere nine ponies an' donates 'em.
"I never does know what the female towerist says or does to that partic'lar aborigine-nothin' most likely; but it ain't a day when one of them Injuns settles it with himse'f he wants to wed her. The towerists is in ign'rance of the views of this savage, who goes about dealin' his game Injun fashion.
No, goes on Dave, 'one shore thing we can't back out nor crawl off. We-alls has to play the hand plumb through: "Then Dave tells the towerist him an' me talks over this yere weddin' which he done goes into so inadvertent; an' if thar's a chance to save him from becomin' a father-in-law abrupt, we'll play it to win.
You agrees to deal right thar. To-morrow, now, this yere buck, whoever he is, will come surgin' in with his relations plumb down to third cousins; an' he expects you'll be dead ready to feed 'em, an' wind up the orgy by passin' over the bride. "You can bet them reecitals of Dave's is plenty horrible to the towerist.
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