Red Saunders: His Adventures West & East · Ch. 1

RED SAUNDERS

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mad."We ll,"says I,"in , ."

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"'Don't , miss,'says Darragh.'You're Red—he's .'

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"'Cigarette,'says I.'And .'

"'But horses?'says .

"'Put . prairie—not horses'feet—all .'

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"'We , glad,'says . shake.'They're day,'says he.'And .'

"'So I,'says I,'and .'

"'Man! sizz!'says . , .

"'Let's meet'em,'says . . . . , , , , quiet,'Take , .'

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"'So is,'says I.'The . wait.'That .

"'What for?'says .

"'Exercise—and . , ; , , , . , , . . . . .'

"'I , Red,'says .

"'He's jealous,'says .

"'That's , man,'says I.'If , , .'

"'I , Red,'says Loys.'Many .'

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"'I've , day,'says I.'We , Loys—'twouldn't .'

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"'What's that?'screeches . . .

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"'Cheese , cuss!'I ear,'or chest!'I , .

"'Nuff!'he wheezes.'Quit.'Nuff.'

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"'Won't , uncle?'begs .

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"'Read yourself,'says , .

"Wish't ! .

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"'To with'em!'says , , , .

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"'You're , Idaho,'says he,'one , .'

"'We ll...'says I.'We ll...'for . home.'I say,'says I.'What ?'

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"'Mornin','says .

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"'Precisely,'says he.'Now, , Jones—Agamemnon . Jones—and , . . , , , called"The Treasury"from . , . ———'

"'Saunders—Red Saunders—Chantay .'

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"'Say!'says , crowd,'won't ?'

"That . .

"'You do,"says he.'You've , .'

"'Oh, much,'says Aggy,'although life—but , , ; , , .'

"'I'll , gosh!'says , .

"'Say, , Ag,'I says,'it's spring—I , .'

"'G'wan!'says Ag.'You it—and .'

"'But ?'

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"Then , , , , . , ; ; . , stranger.'Now,'he up,'as , , Red—why, !'

"So, , . , , , me,'stead , , , ', ', , .

"Then . . , rain.'Twould . . , .

"'Here's nail,'says .

"'Red,'says Aggy,'I here—let . game.'You'd , up.'Double-or-quits?'says .

"'Let go,'says ; around.'Quits,'says , . .

"I talk.'I game?'says .

"'I do,'says he.'That's happens.'And .

"'Aggy,'says last,'I've , , , . , . , , . .'

"'All right,'says Ag.'This . , .'

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"Ag . .

"'But fare,'says .

"'Borrow Hotel-keep,'says .

"'Not site,'says I.'We , minute—you'll , .'

"'I . , . , . , objections—please don't,'says he.'I , . , .'

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"'We ll!'says again.'Here are!'says he.'Who'd ? .'

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"'Why!'says Ag,'that's say—wouldn't me—but , .'

"Our swagger.'We waggon,'says he.'The ! gay—yer , ?'

"'Why, me,'says Ag.'Now, range—You're chump!'he , . , Red?'he . sass—the him—that , laughing—Ag !

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"'Quit that!'says .

"'You be—I you,'he .

"'That soon,'says I.'You , . , it!'says .

"He . up.'This nothin','he says.'Of , . : , .'

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"'Red,'says Aggy,'what ?'

"'No,'says I,'don't it—it . , whelp!'says driver,'you here?'We'd , .

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"'All right,'says I.'Drive . . , .'

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"'Where that?'says , .

"'Why, , course!'says , laughing.'Come !'

"Aggy , . , .

"'What you?'says . , .

"'Red,'says solemn,'I've , , . me—I .'

"'Gold!'says I.'What ? ?'

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"'Do ?'

"'Sure thing!'says Aggy.'The say"no"to that—I .'

"'You .'

"'Of , , .'

"'Are , ?'

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"So . , , . , . .

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"'I that,'says man.'My . say"gun,"I'll gun.'He , .

"'Gentlemen,'says , lovingly,'if , , . , , , .'

"'I trigger,'says Aggy.'I . ?'

"'Day , .'

"'That , selves,'says Aggy.'I .'

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"'It's supposition,'says , guilty.'Then .

"'God ! shoot!'yells passengers.'Man, ! , , !'

"So , . . , , . , .

"'I'd , windy,'says . , , , .

"'Oh Lord!'groans man.'Brigham ! , , , ! drink.'And head.'Say, boys!'he on,'you , ?

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"'How's , fellers?'says . .

"'All , come!'says Aggy.'The firm—but you,'says , driver,'as , , ! go!'he , trap.'Oh, , though!'says he.'Listen , : , . , . , , , , , , fly!—fly!'whoops , air,'before !'

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"Y-y-yessir!—I lives—Yessir! house—I ! , , !"

"Thankee sonny,"said voice."Here's miggles,"and .

"Much obliged!"yelled .

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teeth."No , Mattie,"said he,"you . , Bill—and ."

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"The Willy,"he , nervously,"and , ?"

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"Supper's , Will,"said .

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"DID I?"said , , tone."We , , ! ."

"Oh, Will!"cried Mattie,"I that—rolling gutter."Her . drunkard—old , Irishman—but .

"Rolling gutter!"cried , astonishment."Why ! ? ? ! wires—there me—what ?"

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"We , , ."

"Done!"cried Red."What ?"

"I !"

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man—I mean—I —.

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parallel."A , Will!"she , .

"Oh! sounds—he asleep—coiled warm—sharpish August—but ! Mattie!"wrinkling disgust,"I !"

"But , !"

"We , no,"admitted he."I've . , . . . ."

"We , too?"asked .

"I'm ."

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"What , Mattie?"said distress."Now ! ! ."

"What it?"she , eyes."For to-morrow,"he replied,"let's size,"indicating .

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"Do ? , !"

"But !"

"Then . ask?"with .

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"Sleep ! thing!"cried Mattie."You'll , , ."

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"We , dreadful!"said Mattie."I'd barn."Her , her."We ll,"she continued,"if , object."Miss .

"I'm set,"said Red."Get blanket."As , added,"Say, , ? ."

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"No, dish-washing—I'll it."He , butter."The , ."

"That's , Will—but ."

. , , pepper."You fixed,"said .

"Isn't trick!"she admiringly."You're ."

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. , , , .

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him."Nobody here,"he , . , , , . , , .

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"Now, . , eating,"said he."Just home—this , Jinks!"Down , .

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, and"making bread."He .

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, .

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"Hello there!"he joyfully."How ? well!"he . . , a"young"style . , , , , , . , , . , , . , , , .

"Good rose,"replied Red."Old-time smeller—better me—ketch!"

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"Why, player,"said .

"I , girl,"said , smiling."I . , . it,'girl . breakfast?"The .

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. , , .

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knees."Now off!"he roar."What's ?"

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.

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, , . fire."I'm , Will,"she .

"So'm I!"he heartily."What's , ? , ."

"You're old!"exclaimed

Mattie."You're !"

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"No, don't,"said Mattie."Your , ."

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"All ready—sit , ."

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, .

"Hurt?"said Red."Try it!—Just , ! , ! , , . here—shouldn't cellar—no ! ! , . . ."

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"Jim , says,'Why, , , !'

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"'We , roof!'says .

"I face.'Must rock,'says .

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"I , way,"said .

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"'Washout,'says man.'Cloud divide—worst had—your mark—you awhile—I .'

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"For , that,"responded Red."But , ."

"'Tis that,"assented , .

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"Oh, well!"cried Red,"let's run—I you—are ?"

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"Certainly, sir,"returned .

"Take ."

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. , . .

"Mattie,"said .

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"Why, . Will—but know—where'll ?"

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"My, ! , ."

"Then , ."

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"Boys, day,"said .

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, .

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pleasantly,"Howderdo, !"

"Why, do?"replied , before."I , sir?"A .

"Thanks—I'm , see,"responded welcome."How ?"

"I'm well,"said lady."How ?"

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"Why, indeed!"exclaimed fervor."How—"She , scandal."Mary ! ! !"

, visitors,"Why,

! ?"

one—Pauline—looked sharply,"We're , Mattie."She .

"Come in,"said Mattie."You're ."

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?"

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head."We , bad,"he said."I'm here—would ?"

"What's that?"inquired , , . .

roast."The that,"he answered,"is ."

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"It knee,"returned laughing."And , , ."

"Red black?"asked , .

allusion."I deal,"he replied,"but ."

; .

"The , sir,"said , meat."The ."

"Do , sir?"inquired .

"No—he doesn't,"interrupted Red."He Animal—never friend,"The .

confused."It's , , words,"she .

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"Lettuce?"cried Red."Mattie, apologise—he ."

.

"And now,"said Red,"I'm , , Dakota—State , , ; . , her—just run—Miss , ."

"Mr. . Demilt?"asked .

"He's sister,"responded . , . ., , .

"I mean,"continued hurriedly,"that ."

"By , ma'am!"exclaimed Red."But !"

"What say,"cut asperity,"is . brother."She , urged,"And hope—remote, ! there—of ."

"Thank you!"said Lettis."Shall ?"

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. . . , , , , .

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"Would you?"cried , eagerly."By , , . , ? , ——"

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"Come , boys!"said , .

.

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down."Of , people,"he sturdily,"but . ."

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"Lord! you!"replied , friend."We , , . Saunders—thank ."

.

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up."We'll , . , , , ?"

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silence."We knew,"explained , .

himself."Quite , too,"said he."We , that."A . .

* * * * *

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"My!"said Mattie."You , , ?"

acknowledgment."I'm , lady,"said he."I ."

.

"Do dinner?"she .

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"But , Will,"she , , .

"No, don't,"agreed Red."But : ; , . , . , , , . faro—you ."

"I , , Will,"apologised , .

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"No,"said , .

sighed."I'm clearly,"he replied."But : , . , ; , . , life—played'em , . Now,"and table,"I'm , . , . , , , ."

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"Mattie, that,"said , voice."It ."

. Mattie,"Do , , ?"

topic."I'll : , , live—I'd ; , , , . , , ."

relief."You , , one,"she .

hand."You'd , too,"said he."The ."

voice."Dear me!"she .

"It , ."

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"You ."

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post-mistress,"My , ma'am—cousin . ; , ."

, . . , , , , .

"Where live?"asked , .

"He , Alders—Johnny!"to , , contortions,"Johnny, . ."

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"He him,"replied , laugh."He'll ."

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"I'll him,"cut Red."Could ?"

"Yes, indeedy—he's lead—-you foot—climb ', . that—well, , ."

"What ?"

"One animal—you , ; ."

"I'll , it—chaps, , , ."

"All , man—all sir—now ."

"Nary,"said Red."Come ."

"I will,"replied .

.

"What , Will?"asked .

"Only , Mattie,"returned soberly."Seems ."

"Is ?"

"That's , Bob!"Red .

, , .

, , . . , . , ; ; , , .

"Scatter, friends!"cried , .

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saddle."Go , devil!"cried . . , . , . . , . ; , , , , ; ; ; , . , ; . . , shouting"Hold ! ! ? ! , again—Stop !

!"

, . , , call"stomach-whopper"—or effect—and . , , . . . damage—a , , , , . , . , aboriginal"Yerwhoops"that .

"The go!"piped brigade."Right coops!—you FLY!"The . , , , , . of"Mis'Davisses"house , .

, , leap—a leap—and .

, . , , . . hoofs—twenty—five! gasped—they ! . . , , , ! , , , , .

, . , , .

"Oh, ! killed?"she .

, , .

"Run , ! cuss!"shrieked .

.

; , , . .

"What's , . , hurt?"inquired .

"Please , ma'am,"said , .

"I'm hurt—I'm hurt,"she , ground."Now, ?"

"Very well,"returned cow-puncher,"I . , , , , ; ."

. , , , .

"Bring along,"he . . ; . , , , . .

* * * * *

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, Mattie,"We , . , , , ?"

"You , , do,"replied , smile."However, , . , ."

"You not—you'll ."

"Yes, stockholders—"The ; , , . ; ; ; , .

"Stockholder yourself!"retorted Red."Don't ."

"What , Will?"asked , .

"I anybody—you've . , ! ! , , , ; that—you ', ', ! . it.'Now, me,'says him.'You stock,'waving distance.'What ? , , tail?''Oh! understand,'says he.'I'll you.'So critters,'and , , , , . , , . . ; . , , ; . . , part,'and'second ."

"Oh, ! you!"cried , . . ; .

"If , try,"returned Red."You . ! now!"as porch."It . gent—come . ! ."

, . .

. . , , straw,"So , too,"as .

. , , , , ; .

; . . , , , . . , , , . , , , , good—a . , . , . replied,"Yes , . paint—bully it—this , . , thing."And , .

, , . twenty-seventh—Miss birthday—and . . . . , , , . her—using majority—"when bunched,"as . , . , . . grounds—stronger barred—and strings"clear ."

, , . , .

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, . ; , , . , .

. Lettis."Blast office!"he himself."Blast , ! , , all?"and , .

waggon."We , Lettis,"he said,"here , company—we're , we?"And .

"Oh, are!"thought . , ; ; , ; ; strength—it . .

, . , . , , .

, . , , . . , . , . , , . , .

"Ladies , citizens!"said he."The . ; , , , , . , , , . , , . ! !"

. , , , . . ; , saying,"Hurry . day."So , . , , . . , , .

"Durned me!"he . , .

, . , , , ; . , . .

, . , , . ; , , . , .

"Having , Mattie?"he , .

"The , Will,"she , . ! , , . , . ; . , , . ; . , , , , . , . , . , . .

; , .

"You're oyster!"said , quarters."What's , ?"

"I , ; , ."

"Sick? ?"

"No; ; , ."

laughed."If , , love,"he .

; face."The it,"he ; grunted"hunh"scornfully, .

the"attack stillness"and . ? . ; ; , ; . though—what ? ! .

, . dark."If off!"he thought."I , ; , . ! anyhow!"said , , , .

. , . , .

smile."What it?"she .

whole."I—I with,"said . him."What for?"he . ; . . , clinic."Oh ! that!"he , subject."The ! , , . ? ? ? ! !"

, , ; . , , , . , . ? , , , ? , . stage."Pah! . ? , , , "; conduct—until . , , .

, . misery:"Ohoho! . ? , believe—'tain't me,"then short."What , Red?"he queried."Why man!"The , , , . down."She's , anyway,"said he."She's , outcome—We ll—Now, . did.'Twouldn't shout,'I'd , time!'That . , , ; ; , place—damn ! ! , , that—oh, , ; , , , ."

. , , . , .

"Here's pants,"said he;"now, a-talking?"And , , fist."You'd , , ; , !"

. . , , ; , . , . animals—a . ! , .

, , . , , , . , , .

; cognizance—he , , .

. , . , forward."Keep , , move!"he screamed."Let ! , !"

, , , , sound."O, girl!"he , .

, . , , . , , .

. . .

"Did , Mattie?"he . , .

"The mark,"she , weak,"he ?"

"Answer you!"shouted , himself."Did ?"

sob"No."And , , , , . , , .

relief."Here!"said , moment."Take dress—that men—take ."

, stopped."Not ,

Will—I'll house,"she .

"You'll now,"said Red,"and . stuff—off . , ."

, , . , .

"By Jingo!"said .

"Let's !"

, .

antagonist."Poor ! , ? it,"he , ; .

"I'll , spoon!"said , .

. , , . , , , . blithely—vainglorious !

,

.

"Mattie,"quoth he,"I'm barn—I ."

"Yes, Will,"replied , .

"Yes,"he continued,"and , . , ; ?"

? ; .

. hand."Couldn't , Mattie?"said . . , ; .

"Ah, , Will!"she . . , , .

"We , George!"he murmured,"I'll , ."

, barn."You , sinner!"said .

"Tell , Let,"replied , boot,"I ."

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