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Le's have a friendly rassle. "In a second the two men were locked together. Armstrong had lunged at Abe with a yell. There was no friendship in the way he took hold. He was going to do all the damage he could in any way he could. He tried to butt with his head and ram his knee into Abe's stomach as soon as they came together. Half-drunk Jack is a man who would bite your ear off.
The front of his hat was a mass of gilt letters and figures and a bugle, indicating his company, regiment and State. On his breast was a large, red star. "Jehosephat," sighed Shorty. "I wish I had as many dollars as he has style. Must be one of old Abe's body guards, sent out here with Grant's commission as Lieutenant-General. Expect that red star passes him on the railroads and at the hotels.
Cohen," he cried, "what a pleasure this is! I congratulate you!" Mr. Cohen withdrew his hand from Abe's cordial grasp. "You congradulate me, hey?" he said, with slow and ironic emphasis. "Mawruss Perlmutter also congradulates me what?" He fixed the unhappy Morris with a terrible glare. "Don't congradulate me," he went on. "Congradulate Ike Feinsilver and Beckie Cohen."
Hare dropped wearily into the chair on the porch; and presently fell into a doze, from which he awakened with a start. Naab's sons, with Martin Cole and several other men, were standing in the yard. Naab himself was gently crowding the women into the house. When he got them all inside he closed the door and turned to Cole. "Was it a fair fight?" "Yes, an even break. They met in front of Abe's.
The skins had been pegged out in the sun, and some of the boys, under Abe's instructions, roughly cured them, first scraping them inside, and then rubbing them with fat mixed with salt. "It's a rough way," Abe said, "and the Injin women would laugh to see it; they just rub and rub at them till they get them as soft and pliable as the leather they make gloves of East.
I don't dispute that Cap'n Am'zon was muchly of a man, when ye come to think on't. "But Cap'n Abe's more to my taste. Now the place seems right again with him in the house. Cap'n Abe's as easy as an old shoe. And, land sakes! I ain't locked out o' his bedroom when I want to clean! "One thing puzzles me, Miss Lou. I thought Cap'n Abe would take on c'nsiderable about Jerry.
"Yes," said Abe, as he pretended to push something into his mouth. "What's matter with th'?" the father inquired; "thaa's not like theesen, nor hasn't been for mony a week." Abe's eyes grew moist, and his chin trembled, but he called himself to order, no babyism now.
"You shouldn't be so generous with your advice, Abe," Morris retorted. "Oh, I don't charge you nothing for it, Mawruss," Abe said, as he turned to the "Arrival of Buyers" column, and, for lack of appropriate rejoinder, Morris snorted indignantly and banged the show-room door behind him. For the remainder of the afternoon Abe's face wore a malicious grin.
They proceeded to the grove just beyond the cabin and hitched their horses. There were eight men in the party according to Abe's count as they passed. The men, in concealment, hurried to the cabin and surrounded it, crouched against the walls. In a moment they could see a big spot, blacker than the darkness, moving toward them. It was the massed raiders.
"No?" Rashkin replied. "Well, the fact is, Mr. Potash, I ain't come to see you about Seattle. I come to see you about three lots up in Two Hundred and Sixty-fourth Street." The urbane smile faded at once from Abe's face and gave place to a dark scowl. "Oh!" he exclaimed, "a real estater. I ain't got no time to fool away with real estaters." "This ain't fooling away your time, Mr.
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