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We need to take the rest cure for that habit," Larrabie mused aloud, seating himself on a flat boulder between Tom and the ranch. Dixon let out an oath. "Did you bring me here to tell me that durn foolishness?" "Not only to tell you. I figured we would try out the rest cure, you and me.
Another man, one not visible to the cowpuncher, was announcing a decision and giving an order. "Hook up the horses, Shorty. He's got his neck bowed and he won't sign. All right. I'll get the durn fool up in the hills and show him whether he will or won't." "I could 'a' told you he had sand in his craw." Shorty was speaking. He too was beyond the range of Dave's vision.
Cy's anxious to be elected and all, but you know his politics are more of a joke with him than anything else. And any rap Heman or Tad could give him would only make him fight harder. And he wouldn't talk politics at all; didn't seem to give a durn about 'em, one way or t'other. No, 'twas somethin' about that letter, the one I forgot so long.
D'ye think I could look Casey in the face, or Sheila, or my old dad? Would one of them quit you? You bet they wouldn't. I'll see this through. Here, gimme what rifle cartridges you got, and shut up that line of talk. I won't stand for it, and I won't go." "'Most every family has one blame fool in it," said McHale. "All right, durn you, stay. If I could chase you out I'd do it.
'Nenny way we know Paynter and Abigail Prim was last seed with this here Oskaloosa Kid, durn him." "Thanks," said Bridge politely, "and now may I make my final statement before going to meet my maker?" "Go on," growled the man. "You won't interrupt me?" "Naw, go on." "All right! You damn fools have made up your minds to hang us.
Nothing under heaven gives us a h'ist, and I'm just goin' to quit the folderol and pad it on foot, as I used to when I was cap'n of the 'Liza Ann durn it! And so, with his bag in his hand, he started rapidly down the road in the direction of Shannondale.
Leander went to the seckertary 'nd took down the cyclopeedy 'nd hunted all through it f'r Apples, but all he could find wuz "Apple See Pomology." "How in thunder kin I see Pomology," sez Leander, "when there ain't no Pomology to see? Gol durn a cyclopeedy, anyhow!" And he put the volyume back onto the shelf 'nd never sot eyes into it ag'in. That's the way the thing run f'r years 'nd years.
Just to think of that is what hets them up." He regarded the judge with a glance of displeasure. "I hate to see a man so durn unreasonable in his p'int of view. And you picked a lady a widow-lady say, ain't you ashamed?" "Well, sir, what's going to happen to me?" demanded the judge angrily. "I reckon you'll be tried. I reckon the law will deal with you that is, if the public remains ca'm.
It was long after dark when I reached camp and was greeted by my friend and guide with “Gol durn your pictur tenderfut, if it hain’t tuk you longer to get a pesky mess of yaller fish than it orter to kill a bar.”
The man laughed. "Well," he said, "keep stringin' him along until we get ready to lift the idol from its hidin' place. I've been thinkin' that it'd be a good idea to take the durn thing over to Las Vegas an' sell it. The money we'd get for it would be safer in the bank than the idol where it is. An' we could take it out when we get ready."
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