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"Well, Ham, if you don't know, I don't know how I am to convince you." "Hold on. Don't go twistin' around that way you make me dizzy." He lowered his voice confidentially, although there was no one within five walls of them. "I know the difference between a gold brick and a government bond, anyhow. I believe bucking the railroad's going to pay in a year or so.
But, as long as I remain in charge here no gambling or drinking places are going to be opened on the railroad's land." "Mr. Reade," inquired the gambler, his smile fading, "do you object to giving me a word in private?" "Not at all," Tom declared. "But it won't help your plans." "I'd like just a word with you alone," coaxed the gambler.
All else has vanished as though it had never been. These primitive blossoms along the railroad's right-of-way deeply delighted my friend, but to me they were more than flowers, they were cups of sorcery, torches of magic incense. Each nodding pink brought back to me the sights and sounds and smells of the glorious meadows of my boyhood's vanished world. Every weed had its mystic tale.
Slingerland's keen eyes quickened. "But the railroad's about done an' you need a vacation," he insisted. "Yes," Neale answered, dreamily. "Son, mebbe you ought to wait awhile. You're packin' a bullet somewhar in your carcass." "It's here," said Neale, putting his hand to his breast, high up toward the shoulder. "I feel it a dull, steady, weighty pain.... But that's nothing.
A faint "yee ow!" from the rear platform was evidence that Teddy Tucker also had discovered this fact. "That boy!" grumbled Phil. At first the show car moved slowly; then little by little it began to gather headway. Rattling over switches, past lines of box cars, on past rows of houses that backed up against the railroad's right of way, they rumbled.
"Well, Ham, if you don't know, I don't know how I am to convince you." "Hold on. Don't go twistin' around that way you make me dizzy." He lowered his voice confidentially, although there was no one within five walls of them. "I know the difference between a gold brick and a government bond, anyhow. I believe bucking the railroad's going to pay in a year or so.
Why, there's not one in ten that CAN. They are land-poor. And as for leasing leasing land they virtually own no, there's precious few are doing that, thank God! That would be acknowledging the railroad's ownership right away forfeiting their rights for good. None of the LEAGUERS are doing it, I know. That would be the rankest treachery."
At the eastern end of the Pennsylvania Railroad's stone bridge you must stop and give the countersign. If you don't no man can answer for your safety. A Lieutenant's Disgrace.
I understand the railroad's willing to pay that." "It's nice and comfortable to have a millionaire in our midst," said June. "Mother, you'd better set your cap for him." "June Reed!" rebuked her mother sharply above the laughter which the proposal provoked. But under the hand of the night the widow blushed warmly, and with a little stirring of the treasured leaves of romance in her breast.
"I wrote that poem," hazarded Presley, "at a time when I was terribly upset. I live," he concluded, "or did live on the Los Muertos ranch in Tulare County Magnus Derrick's ranch." "The Railroad's ranch LEASED to Mr. Derrick," observed Shelgrim. Presley spread out his hands with a helpless, resigned gesture.
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