Judith of the Plains by Marie Manning
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the hardiest appetite. One man summed up the steak with, "You got to work
your jaw so hard to eat it that it ainât fair to the next meal." His neighbor heaved a sigh. "This here formation, whatever it be"âand he turned the meat over for better inspectionâ"do shore remind me of an indestructible doll that an old maid aunt of mine givâ my sister when we was kids. That doll sort of challenged me, settinâ round oncapable oâ beinâ destroyed, and one day I ups anâ has a chaw at her. She war ondestructible, all right; âfore that I concluded my speriments I had left a couple oâ teeth in her." "Well, I discyards the steak and draw to a pair of aces," and the first man helped himself to a couple of biscuits. Miss Carmichael knew, by the continual scraping of chairs across the gritty floor, that the places at the table must be nearly all taken; and while she anticipated, with an utterly unreasonable terror, any further invasion of her seclusion at the end of the table, still she could not persuade herself to raise her eyes to detect the progress of the enemy, even in the interest of the diary she had kept so conscientiously for the past three days; which was something of a loss to the diary, as those untamed, manly faces were well worth looking at. Reckless they were in many instances, and sometimes the lines of hardship were cruelly writ across young faces that had not yet lost the down of adolescence, but there were humor and endurance and the courage that knows how to make a crony of death and get right good sport from the comradeship. Their faults were the faults of lusty, red-blooded youth, and their virtues the open-handed generosity, the ready sympathy of those uncertain tilters at life who ride or fall in the tourney of a new country. |
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