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Lee was a typical westerner of many occupations cowboy, rider, rancher, cattleman. He was small, thin, supple, quick, tough and strong. He had a bronzed face, always chapped, a hooked nose, gray-blue eyes like his father's, sharp and keen.
The cattle were not banished from the range, for each little farmer would probably have a few cows of his own; and in some fashion the great cowmen were managing to get in fee tracts of land sufficient for their purposes. There were land leases of all sorts which enabled the thrifty Westerner who knew the inside and out of local politics to pick up permanently considerable tracts of land.
At least so she explained it, the evening afterwards, to her censorious other-self. What she did was spontaneous, on the impulse of the moment, and without any reason whatever. "Oh, won't you sit down a moment?" she had murmured politely; and the savage, fascinating Westerner, after one long look, had with equal politeness accepted.
The other condition was the product partly of natural circumstances and partly of that wise stroke of statesmanship which had pledged the new lands in trust to the whole Confederacy. The Westerner was American perhaps he was the first absolutely instinctive American. The older States looked with much pride to a long historical record which stretched back far beyond the Union into colonial times.
To no Westerner, I am afraid, would it occur, when asked what he was, to say, "A man."
There's a fascination in the thing that gets hold of you you can't tell what you may strike, and the prizes are big. However, I'll admit that after seven or eight years of it I'm poorer than when I started at the game." Blake made a sign of comprehension. He knew the sanguine nature of the Westerner and his belief in the richness of his country; and he himself had felt the call of the wilderness.
This Miss Ellison, why, I can tell you, I shouldn't be ashamed of her anywhere." By anywhere Isabel meant Boston, and she went on to praise the young lady's intelligence and refinement, with those expressions of surprise at the existence of civilization in a westerner which westerners find it so hard to receive graciously. Happily, Miss Ellison had not to hear them.
He looked a tough, weather-beaten Westerner, certainly not a man whom a woman need be afraid to meet alone on the plains, but the oftener she looked the more certain she became that he was not a casual puncher busy at the legitimate work of his craft. "Do you live near here?" she asked presently. "I live under my hat, ma'am," he told her. "Sometimes near here, sometimes not so near."
That satchel has their plunder in it. They robbed a friend of mine." "This suits me then, friend. We'll round 'em up in short order." By this time Caven and Malone had gained the woods. Looking back they saw Joe coming behind, accompanied by the westerner. "He's after us, and he has got somebody to help him," ejaculated Malone. "Well, I reckon we can run as fast as they can," answered Gaff Caven.
His companion, the angular and lanky Slim, remained silent. "I want you to answer my questions truthfully," snapped out the Westerner, "after that I'll see what I'll do with you. Now then do you know a man named Mortlake?" "Y-y-y-yus, guv'ner," stammered the redoubtable Joey. "Good. You came here with him?" "Well, what if we did?" growled the hitherto silent Slim. Paying no attention to him Mr.
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