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"Too much 'Frisco tanglefoot for the health of my crew!" Wolf Larsen shouted after. "This one" indicating me with his thumb "fancies sea-serpents and monkeys just now!" The man on the Lady Mine laughed back through the megaphone. The pilot-boat plunged past. "Give him hell for me!" came a final cry, and the two men waved their arms in farewell.
We expected ter make it ter Shiloh buryin'-ground 'fore dark; but the road is middlin' heavy, an' 'bout five mile' back Ben cast a shoe. The funeral warn't over much 'fore noon." "Whyn't they bury him in Eskaqua, whar he died!" persisted Browdie. "Waal, they planned ter bury him alongside his mother an' gran'dad, what used ter live in Tanglefoot Cove.
It was hard to keep him away from such places, for he loved gambling and practical joking, not to speak of "tanglefoot," to such a degree that he could not be held back. The three cowboys were just getting ready to leave when Young Wild West and his two partners reached the saloon. They had loaded up pretty well with "tanglefoot," and they were doing some very loud talking.
But for the corrugations of time, one might not have known if it were flour or age that had so whitened his long beard, which hung quivering down over the breast of his jeans coat, of an indeterminate hue under its frosting from the hopper. "He hev tuk up a tumble spite at Tanglefoot Cove." The blacksmith nodded. "They say that he 'lowed ez traitors orter be treated like traitors.
"He takee lillee tlip to huntee uppee some outlaws, so be," answered the Chinaman. "Me likee havee lillee tanglefoot; len me go outee huntee, too, so be." "Is that so? Well, I don't know how much of a hunter you are, but if yer are as good at it as yer are with ther cards you'll make out all right, I reckon." "Lat light."
Waal, she waited toler'ble constant fur two or three year, but Ebenezer Yerby he kem a-visitin' his kin down in Tanglefoot Cove, an' she an' him met at a bran dance, an' the fust thing I hearn they war married, an' 'fore Hil'ry got back she war dead an' buried, an' so war Ebenezer."
Not only were they all half-soled with it but the merry wags had decorated the ladies' bare backs and the men's coated backs, until all looked like sandwich men or peripatetic ragpickers. Trymie Icanspoon crowned Mrs. Charity Givens with a fresh sheet of tanglefoot and Warble hilariously made a foolscap of another for the Rector's bald head.
This here whole yearth's wrong, just like that cross-eyed sky pilot said over to " "Will yu let up?" Yelled Red, throwing a sombrero at the grumbling unfortunate. "Yu ask Buck where yore tanglefoot is. "I'd shore look nice askin' th' boss if he'd rustled my whisky, wouldn't I? An' would yu mind throwin' somebody else's hat?
Wing acted as though he was disgusted, but a sorrowful look from his brother soon brought him around. "Me no tellee Misler Charlie," he said. "Allee light. Now me go to um saloon and git tee lillee dlop of tanglefoot; len me go and havee lillee look alound up Forbiddee Passee, so be." Hop was not long in getting ready. Without another word he set out for the saloon.
"'Tis the same game he's pulled on the gamblin' crooks all the way from the Oregon line to Mariposa in the south. Even gettin' filled wit' tanglefoot is part of the dodge. They cannot touch him an' the vaqueros protect him fr'm the shootin'." "But what about the tryout?" "Also in the schame.
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