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doc#142 | that clung to men like themselves, that of | their | own sweat, of campfire smoke, of horses |
doc#142 | fouled the elegance of that room. </p><p> And | their | arrival caught John Clayton and Charles |
doc#143 | who had left cattle alone after getting | their | first notices had received no second. But |
doc#143 | back at work, giving his secret employers | their | money's worth. A good many beef-hungry |
doc#143 | , Powell and Ross rose at dawn and began | their | day's work. Haying time was close at hand |
doc#143 | teamsters they'd caught, tied upside down on | their | own wagon wheels over little fires until |
doc#143 | own wagon wheels over little fires until | their | brains was exploded right out o' their |
doc#143 | until their brains was exploded right out o' | their | skulls. I heard o' Texas cattlemen wrappin' |
doc#143 | sitting empty, with weeds growing high in | their | yards. The small half-heartedly tended |
doc#143 | Clay and the Bosler brothers carried him on | their | books as a cowhand even while he was receiving |
doc#143 | larger salary from parties unknown. He made | their | spreads his headquarters, and he helped |
doc#143 | spreads his headquarters, and he helped out in | their | roundups. </p><p> In the cow camps, Tom Horn |
doc#143 | invariably won the local rodeos. The hands and | their | bosses saw him as a lone knight of the |
doc#145 | , he whispered. "Soon as we send them on | their | way and make camp, let's you and me go |
doc#145 | Clayton Burnside and Eben Jackson summing up | their | final reckoning for rental on the oxen. |
doc#145 | Sally Jackson and her folks in front of | their | trail-worn wagon. </p><p> Seeing them waiting |
doc#145 | gathered fuel, carried water, and started | their | cooking fires. Then, and only then, with |
doc#145 | only then, with the Jacksons and Dan as | their | true guests of honor, did the Harrows take |
doc#145 | , the whole group settled down to relish | their | food. Even Sally, in spite of her gaiety |
doc#145 | gab when wearing the nosebag". </p><p> After | their | supper, the evening turned into a regular |