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Updated: June 6, 2025
I was aimin' to learn to copy it off; but I showed it to one of the hands at the liver' stable and he busted out laughin'. And then I come to find out this here feller had tricked me fur to make game of me. He hadn't wrote my name out a-tall he'd wrote some dirty words instid. So after that I give up tryin' to educate myself. That was several years back and I ain't tried sence.
He wheeled to see Friday holding the raygun that had spoken. The Negro said apologetically: "Sorry, suh I had to. The other coolie, the one you knocked down, came to and was aimin' at you. Guess they're all three dead now, sure enough."
Scattergood, who did not in the least look it, could move swiftly. The young lawyer was abruptly interrupted in his pastime of ejecting Scattergood forcibly. He found himself seized by his wrists and held as if he had shoved his arms into steel clamps. "Set," said Scattergood, "and be sociable.... And keep the money. It's your'n. You're hired. I guess you're the feller I'm aimin' to use."
The man was morose and sullen. His color was high. Plainly he was primed for a killing if trouble came. "Lookin' for me, Shorty?" he asked. "You fired Bear Cañon," charged the cowpuncher. "So?" "When I went to saddle." Doble's eyes narrowed. "You aimin' to run my business, Shorty?" Neither man lifted his gaze from the other. Each knew that the test had come once more.
"Hain't interested special," said Scattergood. "I git that much fun out of railroadin'." "It isn't paying interest on your investment." "I calculate it's goin' to. I'm aimin' to see it does." "Set a figure yourself." "Hain't got no figger in mind." "Mr. Baines, I'll be frank with you. I want your railroad." "So I jedged," said Scattergood. "I need it.
In fact, she spent the entire evening at it; which led Judy to remark that "hit sure looked like Auntie Sue was aimin' ter write a book herself." A neighbor who went to Thompsonville the following day with a load of hogs for shipment, posted the letter. And, in due time, another neighbor brought the answer. Betty Jo would come.
A moment later Jason stood on the threshold of an open door and an old couple at the fireplace lifted welcoming eyes. "Uncle Lige, do you know whar my mammy is?" The old man's eyes took on a troubled look, but the old woman answered readily: "Why, I seed her an' Steve Hawn an' Mavis a-goin' down the crick jest afore dark, an' yo' mammy said as how they was aimin' to go to yo' grandpap's."
Thus Bull, stubbornly. "I ain't aimin' to make money out of Harpe. What I'm figuring to make out of him is somethin' else again." "Whatsa use of lying thataway? Don't " "That'll be about all," interrupted Racey. "You've called me a liar enough for one night. I ain't got all kinds of patience. You going to tell me what I want to know?" "No, I ain't." "Yo're mistaken.
Yes, and I guess I'd 'a' been in Wyoming now, maybe with a oyster parlor and a wife, if it hadn't been for that blame horse." He paused reminiscently; then he said: "Where was you aimin' to camp tonight, Duke?" "Where does the flier stop after it passes Misery, going west?" "It stops for water at Glendora, about fifty or fifty-five miles west, sometimes.
I ain't aimin' at pompousness none, but thar's a sobriety goes with them years of mine which I proposes to maintain if I has to do it with a blacksnake whip. So you-all boy Tom, you look out a whole lot! I'm goin' to break you of them hurdy-gurdy tendencies, if I has to make you wear hobbles an' frale the duds off your back besides."
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