Mr. Scraggs by Henry Wallace Phillips
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was a noble deed.
"The girl reached out her left hand--so help me Moses! She liked him! I took a careful squint at old Scraggsy, in this new light, and I want to tell you that there was something kind of fine in that long lean face of his, and when he took the girl's hand he looked like a gentleman. "You wouldn't think that holding a gun to her head, and threatenin' to blow her brains out was just the touch that would set a maiden's heart tremblin' for a man, but if a woman takes a fancy to you, your habits and customs, manners and morals, disposition, personal appearance, financial standing and way of doing things generally is only a little matter of detail. "'How will this figger out legally?' E. G. W. asked the minister. "The minister, he was a cheerful, practical sort of lad, ready to indorse anything that would smooth the rugged road of life. "'Do you renounce the Mormon religion?' he asks. "'Bet your life,' says Scraggs. 'And all its works.' "'That settles it,' says the minister. 'Besides, I don't think anybody will ever come poking out here to make trouble--whenever you say the word.' "'One minute,' says Scraggs, and he turned to the girl very gentle. 'Are you doing this of your own free will, and not because I lugged |
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