[The Blunders of a Bashful Man by Metta Victoria Fuller Victor]@TWC D-Link bookThe Blunders of a Bashful Man CHAPTER XIII 4/10
He pretended to be goin' through the train to look fur a minister fur to tie the knot, an' just sneaked off the train, when it stopped yere; but I see him in time, an' I jumped off, too, an' I nabbed him." "Shall we hang the little skunk up to yonder tree? or shall we set him up fur a target an' practice firing at a mark fur about five minutes? Will do whatever you say, young lady.
We're a rough set; but we don't lay out to see no wimmen treated scurvy." I'm no coward, as I said, but I dare say my face was not very smiling as I met the flashing eyes and saw the scowling brows of those giant ruffians, whose hands were already drawing the bowie-knives and pistols from their belts.
But I steadied my voice and spoke up: "Boys," said I, very friendly, "what's the use of a pair hitching together who do not like each other, and who will always be uneasy in harness? If I married her, she would be sorry.
Come, let us go up to the station and have something to drink.
Choose your own refreshments, and don't be backward." There was a good deal of growling and muttering; but the temptation was irresistible.
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