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And he asked, in what I took for fun, if we thought you would give him a job. And I replied, just to tease Bo, that she would surely speak a good word for him." "Haw! Haw! So thet's it," replied Al, and he turned to Bo with merry eyes. "Wal, I kept this here Las Vegas Carmichael on his say-so. Come on with your good word, unless you want to see him lose his job."
"He he looks as if he might ride a horse well," ventured Bo. "Best hossman I ever seen," agreed Al, heartily. "And and shoot?" added Bo, hopefully. "Bo, he packs thet gun low, like Jim Wilson an' all them Texas gun-fighters. Reckon thet ain't no good word." "Then I'll vouch for him," said Bo, with finality. "Thet settles it." Auchincloss turned to the cowboy. "Las Vegas, you're a stranger to us.
After the Kid had been sentenced he was placed in jail at Los Vegas, ironed hand and foot, and under heavy guard, but never lost confidence and was always looking for a chance to escape. When the day of his execution was not much more than a week off, the Kid saw his chance, while eating his supper both handcuffs had been fastened to one wrist so the Kid could better feed himself.
"Roy, what do you think?" "I reckon so. Still, Las Vegas is powerful cross these days an' always lookin' on the dark side. With us boys, now, it's sufficient unto the day is the evil thereof. But, Miss Helen, if Beasley forces the deal there will be serious trouble. I've seen thet happen.
I'm thinkin' of makin' up to that oldest girl from Kansas and settlin' down. She makes fine pies. I've knew one of her pies to last two hundred miles all the way up to Vegas they're that permernent. She reminds me a heap of my third wife.
She wanted to wind her body to its utmost flexuosity, bare her throat to the wind, and fling out a gesture the width of Vegas to Capella. At the corner she took Harry's face between her hands, kissing him soundly on the lips. "Good night, Harry, and God bless you for letting me find you."
"I suppose there might be just a leetle sand left in it, but that don't hurt. Do you want a dish towel? Here's one that I've used for two years, freightin' from Vegas to Heart's Desire. Me and it's old friends." "Let your dishes dry in the sun if you can't do better than that," reproved Constance. "Ah, you men!" "You're right hard to get along with, ma'am. Us gettin' you two breakfasts, too!"
"Did you notice Randerson's face, the night he come to hunt you, when you hurt your ankle? Marked up, kind of, it was, wasn't it? An' do you know what Masten went to Las Vegas for? Business, shucks! He went there to get his face nursed up, Ruth because Randerson had smashed it for him! They'd had a fight; I saw them, both comin' from the same direction, that night.
"An' I seen another man ridin' down into Pine from the other side. Thet was Riggs, only I didn't know it then. Las Vegas rode up to the store, where some fellars was hangin' round, an' he spoke to them. When I come up they was all headin' for Turner's saloon. I seen a dozen hosses hitched to the rails. Las Vegas rode on. But I got off at Turner's an' went in with the bunch.
An' I shore told him for my own sake I wished it 'd come off quick.... Then wal then somethin' did come off quick!" "Roy, then he shot you!" exclaimed Helen, passionately. "Now, Miss Helen, I didn't say who done it," replied Roy, with his engaging smile. "Tell me, then who did?" "Wal, I reckon I sha'n't tell you unless you promise not to tell Las Vegas. Thet cowboy is plumb off his head.
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