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Updated: June 9, 2025
Folks tells me thet I hain't always goin' ter want ter turn men back. Mebby thet's true." "Ye knows full well a'ready, thet hit's true," he declared vehemently. "Be thet es hit may, no man's ter wed me without he wooes me fust, an' no man hain't never goin' ter lay a hand on me without I consents. Now I aims ter try an' fergit erbout yestiddy an' you'd better fergit hit too."
And, on top of that, that he's goin' to ask that a committee be app'inted fur you in other words, that somebody or other shall be named by the court, meanin' me, to take charge of your property and control the spendin' of it frum now on?" "Yes, suh," stated O'Day. "Pete Gafford he set down with me and made hit all clear to me, yestiddy evenin', after they'd done served the papers on me."
I just twisted my foot around her ankle. I was just as much surprised as if the the church had tumbled over. It was a week ago Monday." "Jest to think on 't! I never heerd the beat o' that! An' nobody hain't told me of it, nuther. 'Lizy was here yestiddy, and she hain't never let on a word." "I guess grandma told her not to," said Cricket, blushing again.
"He must hev wanted you to slope with him?" "Yes. I wouldn't go." "An' then he hit you?" "Yes." "Wal, recallin' your talk of yestiddy, I can't see as Mister Riggs lasted much longer hyar than he'd hev lasted in Texas. We've some of thet great country right in our outfit." The girl withdrew her white face. "It's break camp, boys," was the leader's order. "A couple of you look up them hosses.
Some of it was jest plain ole men's gab, but I reckon I got the drift of things concernin' Grass Valley. Yestiddy mornin' I was packin' my burros in Greaves' back yard, takin' my time carryin' out supplies from the store. An' as last when I went in I seen a strange fellar was thar. Strappin' young man not so young, either an' he had on buckskin.
"Marse George hev got de swelled foot," he said in answer to a question, "an' he ain' tech his julep sence de day befo' yestiddy. Dis yer's fur you," he added, looking at the bunch in his hand. "You're a trump, Cæsar!" exclaimed Nicholas as he ascended the steps and entered the wide hall, through which a light breeze was blowing.
Perhaps this threatened fight over sheep and cattle will blow over.... Somewhere there must be some nice girl to be a friend a sister to me.... And maybe some man who'd believe, in spite of all they say that I'm not a hussy." "Wal, Ellen, you remind me of what I was wantin' to tell you when you just got here.... Yestiddy I heerd you called thet name in a barroom.
There was an implacability about this new manner, that disquieted the man a little, but he said gravely: "Them feelin's jest comes about because what ye felt yestiddy war all new ter ye. Hit's nat'ral enough, but hit won't endure." She went on ignoring his protestations. "Ther only reason I didn't kill ye, war thet I'd done let ye . . . an' I hated myself next es bad es you.
"Then," answered Sam, "you 're luckier than most people." "I want a wash." "Do you, now? Well, as to that, o' course you're the best judge; but I 'adn't noticed it." "You wouldn't, 'ardly," said Tilda, "seein' as I 'ad one on'y yestiddy. But that's the worst of 'orspitals. They get you inside, an' a'most before you know where you are, they've set up a 'abit.
A mist was floating white against the dark densities of the woods. He heard the water splashing from the eaves heavily into the gullies below, and then the constable once more raucously cleared his throat. "Thar's a man," he drawled, "a stranger hyarabouts, killed yestiddy in the bridle-path. The cor'ner hev kem, an' he 'lows ye know suthin' 'bout'n it, Constant, 'bout'n the killin' of him.
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