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"Then take him down the river yourself a man to do a man's work. Are you afeard to take the risk?" He held out his hands slowly and looked at them. They shook a little. "Yes, Jinny," he said sadly, "I'm afeard. I ain't what I was. I made a mistake, Jinny. I've took too much whiskey. I'm older than I ought to be. I oughtn't never to have had a whiskey-still, an' I wouldn't have drunk so much.

At length old Adams got upon a whiskey-still they have such things in hell the pattern was got from there when introduced here, and made a speech to his associates. From what he said, I found that he had minute information of all that was going on in this region.

He was doing it to save a man's life, an' that man at Bindon was good to his little gal, an' she's dead." He moved his head from side to side with the air of a sentimental philosopher. He had all the vanity of a man who had been a success in a small, shrewd, culpable way had he not evaded the law for thirty years with his whiskey-still? "I know how he felt," he continued.

He was doing it to save a man's life, an' that man at Bindon was good to his little gal, an' she's dead." He moved his head from side to side with the air of a sentimental philosopher. He had all the vanity of a man who had been a success in a small, shrewd, culpable way had he not evaded the law for thirty years with his whiskey-still? "I know how he felt," he continued.

"Then take him down the river yourself a man to do a man's work. Are you afeard to take the risk?" He held out his hands slowly and looked at them. They shook a little. "Yes, Jinny," he said sadly, "I'm afeard. I ain't what I was. I made a mistake, Jinny. I've took too much whiskey. I'm older than I ought to be. I oughtn't never to have had a whiskey-still, an' I wouldn't have drunk so much.

Such pity as he had felt for Farley before the discovery of the illicit whiskey-still was now smothered in disgust. He would fight for Elsie, but he would not lift a finger to help rid Dead Hole of Farley's boot-leg confederates. Carmena had turned about to peer down the half-shadowed valley. "I thought sure Slade would get here to-night," she said. "He's overdue already.

"Then take him down the river yourself a man to do a man's work. Are you afeard to take the risk?" He held out his hands slowly and looked at them. They shook a little. "Yes, Jinny," he said, sadly, "I'm afeard. I ain't what I was. I made a mistake, Jinny. I've took too much whiskey. I'm older than I ought to be. I oughtn't never to have had a whiskey-still, an' I wouldn't have drunk so much.

He was doing it to save a man's life, an' that man at Bindon was good to his little gal, an' she's dead." He moved his head from side to side with the air of a sentimental philosopher. He had all the vanity of a man who had been a success in a small, shrewd, culpable way had he not evaded the law for thirty years with his whiskey-still? "I know how he felt," he continued.