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Updated: June 17, 2025
Hiram and I on our way to Mendocino County for a little rest and to see old friend of his. Reach Ragtown in about two weeks if all goes well. Tweet sprang from his chair, cramming on his hat. "Lock the door and take the key, Heine!" he cried. "I'm going to Los Angeles at fifty miles an hour!"
Tweet abruptly, and was turning briskly away when she remarked: "I've decided that perhaps I can use you after all, if " "Sorry," he interrupted, "but I can't accept your offer, even though I appreciate it and thank you from the bottom of my heart. Truth is, I gotta get busy. I've heard there's a stage goin' out to the north to-night, and I gotta make it.
With Twitter-or-Tweet Orr Tweet the month that Hiram had been laid up had developed a new and unforeseen situation. He laid the particulars before Jerkline Jo and Hiram, both investors in his enterprise. The conference took place when Jo's freight outfit jingled into Ragtown two days later.
He was therefore the more deadly, for his endurance was unbounded, and the punishment that Drummond was able to inflict seemed to have no effect whatever. And when one of his big fists found its mark a groan went up from Huber and Tweet.
"Well, he was in here and talked with Tweet, and he said he thought he'd look into the freighting proposition down there. With his trucks, you know. There's a long haul over the desert and the mountains, it seems, and he says it ought to be good. Said maybe he'd take me down some time, if anything turned up." "You wouldn't go!" "Wouldn't I? Huh! You bet your life I would!
Now, I want you to hook up, Mr. Hooker, and show me what you can do." "Hook up, Hooker!" laughed Tweet, always ready to embrace the slightest opportunity for a joke. The girl led the way into the stable, and Heine Schultz, temporary wrangler, showed Hiram ten immense black horses, not one of them under sixteen hundred pounds. "Get 'em out," ordered Jo.
Playmate Tweet sighed heavily. "Hardest folks to convince I ever struck," he complained. "Listen, Hooker: last night while I was guardin' the loads the night watchman at Julia strolled around, and we had a little talk. He's an old-timer in this country, and he told me all about it from there to Ellangone.
"Are you invitin' me to dine?" he said quizzically. "Well, kinda that way," admitted Hiram with a foolish grin. "I haven't eaten myself, and " "I haven't eaten myself either, nor anybody else since yesterday mornin'. I accept." And promptly Mr. Tweet pushed ahead through the swinging doors. The restaurant was all but deserted at the late breakfast hour when Hiram Hooker and Mr. Tweet entered.
"Well, then, why do you lie in my way?" she retorted, "you must not be so touchy. I have nerves of my own, but I do not cry 'tweet." "Don't be angry," said the little bird; "the 'tweet' slipped out of my beak unawares." The Portuguese did not listen to him, but began eating as fast as she could, and made a good meal.
Hiram stood watching the streams of water that is, he looked that way. "Mother, I've come home to die!" gasped Playmate Tweet. He was seated in one of the yellow chairs near a window of the lounging room. He had dropped his newspaper and was staring at Hiram Hooker as he strode through the door. Hiram seated himself on the edge of a chair and grinned uncomfortably.
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