"
"Why, it took three generations of my folks to clear off forty acres of
land," said one of them. "They just wore themselves out on it. I told
Hank he could have it, and I'd go West and see if there wasn't some land
out there which wouldn't take a man's lifetime to grub out and smooth
down. And I've found it."
Rivers had plainly won the friendship of Mrs. Burke, for they were
having a jolly time together over by the table, where he was helping to
wash the dishes. He had laughing, brown eyes, and a pleasant voice, and
was one of the most popular of the lawyers and land-agents in Boomtown.
There was a boyish quality in him which kept him giving and taking
jocular remarks.
Bailey sometimes said: "Rivers would shine up to a seventy-year-old
Sioux squaw if she was the only woman handy, but he don't mean anything
by it--it's just his way. He's one o' the best-hearted fellers that ever
lived." Others took a less favorable view of the land-agent, and refused
to trust him.
Bailey assumed command. "Now, fellers," he said, "we'll vamoose the
ranch while Mrs.
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