Red Saunders' Pets and Other CrittersPhillips, Henry Wallace
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Red Saunders' Pets and Other Critters
Phillips, Henry Wallace
Humorous stories
During the last part of the letter the prisoner stood thoughtful, with
the back of his hand to his mouth; you'd never known he was settin' his
teeth into it, if it wasn't for the blood dropping from his thumb.
"The prisoner will retire," says I, with the remnants of my
self-respect, "while the court passes sentence. Go sit down under the
tree yonder." He shambled off. Soon's he was out of hearin' the
feller that lost the horse jumps up into the air with an oath like a
streak of lightning. "Here's a fine play we come near makin' by bein'
so sudden," says he. "I wouldn't have that man's death on my soul for
the whole territory--think of that poor woman! And he's paid the
freight. Colonel, I want to thank you for drawin' things down."
So he come up and shook me by the hand, and up files the rest and does
the same thing.
"Now, friends," says I, "hold on. Court hasn't passed sentence yet. I
pass that this crowd put up to the tune of what it can spare to
buy"--consulting the letter--"to buy Peggy a ticket West, kids
included, exceptin' only the gentleman that lost the horse."
"Why, we ain't broke altogether on Badger!" says he. "You ain't goin'
to bar me, boys?"
"Not on your life, if that's the way you feel," says I. I don't know
what amount that crowd could spare, but I'll bet high on one thing. If
you'd strong-armed the gang, you wouldn't start a bank with the
proceeds after the collection was taken. There wasn't a nickel in the
outfit. "I'm glad I didn't bring any more with me," says Burton,
strapping himself.
Of course, I was appointed to break the news to the prisoner. He
busted then; put his head on his arm and cried like a baby. But he
braced quick and stepped up to the lads. "There ain't nothing I can
say except thank you," says he. "I want to get each man's name so's I
can pay him back. Now, if anybody here knows of a job of work I can
get--well, you know what it would mean to me. Sporty life is done for
me, friends; I'll work hard for any man that'll take me."
"I got you," I says. "Come along with me and I'll explain."
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