Edwin L. Sabin

Edwin L. Sabin

Summary

Portrait of Edwin L. Sabin Edwin L. Sabin,  Easy come, easy go (1924)

“ Laramie gasped. “I got more than that!”
“No, you haven’t. You remember, Laramie, that last time you turned loose, after the calf round-up, you lost all your money, and your saddle, and bridle, and boots, and your four-gallon Texas hat, in a tin-horn poker-game. So I had to stake you to a new outfit. Those things cost. And you’ve been drawing a dollar or two, now and again, since. I can show you in black and white.”
“You needn’t, Tex. Yore word’s good.” But thirty-three dollars and fifty cents, after thirty years of dogging cows from the border to Montana! Shucks!
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Portrait of Edwin L. Sabin Edwin L. Sabin,  Easy come, easy go (1924)

“ Anybody who thinks I don’t mean it had better make me an offer on my saddle. I’ve fired myself, and I’m done.”
“True to his promise, several days later Laramie found himself at the railway station of the shipping town—a wayside town bared upon the bare plains, drenched with sun and dust—a spasmodic little town livened at intervals, as now, by the beef herds bawling in the pens and shutes, and by the brown, rollicking riders turned loose from the durance of the trail for their brief fling.
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Portrait of Edwin L. Sabin Edwin L. Sabin,  Easy come, easy go (1924)

“ But “Pretty hawss!” Old Thunder? Who’d ha’ thought it?
“What’s his name?”
“Satan, ma’am.”
“Oh!”
Laramie grimly continued with his routine. Old Thunder submitted, as if contemplating that period of coltship when he indeed might have been “pretty.” His retrospective mien portrayed docility.
“Here’s a genuine cow-pony,” pronounced the elderly man, who was doing the critical. “Hardy, obedient, faithful, the cowboy’s most valued partner. The real cowboy never abuses his horse. Depends on him too much. That’s why he changes mounts whenever he can.
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Source: Gutenberg

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