He's widely read, articulate, kind, his letters always quoted Shakespeare, he seemed so thoughtful and caring It's shocking he never told me. Even though his name was Brown, I never dreamed he wasn't white. The scandal would kill mother, I know it would. You don't know his temper.
He'd know I told you and would do something even worse than writing my family. He keeps an eye on me day and night. He frightens me. I myself am about to begin an epic poem on the same theme. One of your paintings may serve to illustrate the book when it appears. I know how to drive a team — if you think it's safe, of course. If you wait until after the Shakespeare performance, I could accompany you. I have business in Portland. My new book needs a publisher. And to get my paintings out as well.
I fear Lester wants to steal them — it'd be something else to blackmail me with. I might even have to sneak out of town at night. She seems very upset now. I'll take care of everything. Perhaps I can sleep now — suddenly I'm so tired I think I'll skip dinner. Miller goes back to working on a poem. Sit down a minute. I'm curious about how you happen to be a student of Shakespeare.
We come from the same backwater stock, boy. It just seems strange that a man of your talent would end up in Canyon City. We should've hit the fields six months ago. So cut the surprise crap. You ever want to challenge me to a spelling bee, boy, you're on.
I have a good deal of planning to do. RUBY: You sure you got that pipe on good? I can't afford to lose my supper crowd as well. She starts away, stops and sees that Lester isn't following her.
If you want the facts behind the facade, ask the working man. You'd be as odd a sight out in the gold fields as I'd be with my accent. We both have to keep up our guard. I came up here because I heard Oregon had outlawed slavery and entered the Union a free state. Nobody told me they outlawed residency for free Negroes at the same time. I just want to get a grubstake and out of here before anybody starts enforcing the law. According to the lady, he ditched her in Portland in order to come here and steal her father's gold claim.
Could he be her father? Perhaps Thomas O'Reilly has committed the crime of the century. A train was carrying gold ore from the west to New York. Only when the train got to New York, seven sacks of ore were missing. As it happens, the train had only one stop, to switch engines in Chicago. Whatever happened, must have happened in Chicago.
So I'm thinking that maybe Thomas O'Reilly, who left town right after the train passed through, managed to get those missing sacks of ore onto his own train coming west. If you want to make legitimate claim to it, I mean.
You do this: you put it back in the gold fields from which it came and then bring it out as if you're mining it. I worked with him. He was very ambitious — and very smart. And, of course, he left just after the ore passed through Chicago.
There's no way to foresee it. I'd better get back to work. He exits. McGuinness heads for the stairway and meets Miss Lee coming in. Have you thought about what I said? It will be a difficult search. Ruby enters. She draws her pistol and shoots at a lizard on the floor. McGuinness, in response, again dives under the table. RUBY: It's all right, that's one lizard that won't be inviting his friends in.
Anybody need coffee? McGuinness will crawl out and get to his feet to leave. It's been nice talking to you, Miss Lee. Ruby sits down across the table from Miss Lee. If she can produce a map to her father's claim, then surely this is a clue worth pursuing. Yet it may be a ploy to lure me into those godforsaken gold fields.
Kill a man out there and his family surely will miss the funeral. I'd hate to be known as the misguided soul who went west for his fortune and was never heard from again. More than ever, the burden of sudden insight was heavy on my heart and I almost wished that apple of knowledge had not beaned me so squarely on a distant windy day in Chicago when I thought I was doing nothing more than puffing on my pipe.
RUBY: I've been noticing you don't seem to have much use for men. It's more than killing your husband in cold blood. You've been rejecting Hiner's advances. I noticed that, too. I'm not so good with words. But, well, I have a present for you. I don't know if you'll appreciate it or not. RUBY: I got it behind the counter. I'll fetch it. Might as well get it over with. She gets a box from behind the counter and returns, setting it in front of Miss Lee. RUBY: I'm not used to giving presents to somebody so refined, is the thing.
But I liked you right off. I really did. RUBY: And the way you got Stump to murder your husband, I admire a woman who can wrap a man around her finger like that. Men are so goddamn stupid. So I'm thinking, this is a very special kind of woman. Not to mention being beautiful to boot. And she ain't no sucker for a sweet-talking gent like Hiner, maybe that's what I like about you best of all.
So I wanted to do something sweet for you but I don't know you that well, of course, and never have gotten a present for a lady of class, which you definitely are — so, anyway, it's just something that came from the heart, you might say, and something that I wouldn't be without myself — so maybe you can appreciate it, too. Miss Lee takes the top off the box and looks inside — but she's not sure what she's found and brings it out, holding it up.
It's a dildo made from an elk horn. RUBY: I shot that damn elk myself, and made one out of each horn. I got the other, of course. We got matches. Miss Lee drops the dildo back into the box in horror and rises. She's hurrying to go up the stairs. It's got mighty powerful medicine, if you know what I mean. Miss Lee doesn't reply, hurrying to get away. She sees a lizard, draws her pistol and fires at the floor several times.
End of Act One. This is the Bard adapted by yours truly for the mentality of the mining camp. You don't think miners would understand Elizabethan English, do you? You have to adapt the Bard to suit the occasion at hand.
I played Othello on the stage in San Francisco, Hiner. We are in a mining camp, we are playing to a very unusual and unique audience. I have experience with this audience and you do not. Your line. I'm still waiting. I used to think any part's better than none. Now I'm not so sure. We must make it easy for them. So I offer rhyme and music!
I'm sure it will work in the desert of Oregon as well. Ruby enters from the kitchen. He starts off toward the kitchen. RUBY: Looks like any other down-and-out miner to me — except for the color of his skin. He arrived too late for the best diggings, same as you did. When he gets his grubstake, he'll be off to Alaska, trying his luck again. They were matched by a social service. She's a mail order bride, you might say. Only he neglected to tell her that he was a Negro.
The poor woman is beside herself. It's a wonder she's getting any painting done at all. Which is why I cast him in the play, to keep him occupied.
She wants to sneak away to Portland without him following her. Only I can't keep him in rehearsal day and night, Ruby — which is why I'm asking you to keep an eye on him as well. Surely he thought he'd strike it rich. Greed is not negated by love; the groom is as greedy as any man.
Miss Lee won't get no trouble from Lester. Well, then, if you'll excuse me, I have lines to memorize myself. Which gives me only two days to put a considerable amount of poetry to memory. To which end, I beg my departure. He leaves, running into Stump as he enters. They're beginning to worry me. He heads for the stairway. He drags his leg to the staircase.
Before reaching it, he quickly turns, drawing his knife, but does not throw it: the lizard has scurried away. Miss Lee is painting as Stump knocks on her door. He'll sit on the bed, his back to the audience: Miss Lee will remove his wooden leg and dump its contents into a bucket, which she puts back under the bed. What's our goddamn hurry?
My leg's always killing me — I'm gonna start carrying out less at one time. Might as well start planting the seeds now. I'm gonna tell Ruby I'm opening a cigar store in Portland. This way, she has it set in her mind what I'm doing. You need an excuse, too. I'm not gonna bring out so much at a time. Take us a little longer to haul it all out but —.
He's putting his leg back on. Ruby has come up with a tray of tea and knocks on the door. Stump gets up from the bed. Ruby enters and Stump moves to leave. He does. Miss Lee closes the door behind him. RUBY: Well, we got something serious to talk about. Stump wants to get out of here a week from Saturday. He saw smoke signals and is worried about the Paiutes.
Wants to take the stage to Portland. You're sure he wants to leave that soon? Last thing we need is more trouble with them. RUBY: Would you have time to paint some dummies before he leaves? You know, some mining scenes without the gold primer on the canvas? I could leave with him and the dummies and wait for you in Portland. I wouldn't have anything without you. That'd leave you behind with your share. RUBY: I'd better think of a reason to stay behind.
Stump can leave with the dummies alone. I thought we were partners in this. You came to me about Stump. I've trusted your honesty all along. But I'd better get started on them. I certainly don't want you to lose sleep over me. She starts to leave. Miss Lee watches her carefully. RUBY: turning at doorway I know I'm not much to look at and probably don't have proper manners for a city lady like yourself, but I swear I care for you one hell of a lot. RUBY: I got no choice.
You know why? Cause love's a goddamn disease. I wish you'd never come to town. He wears a bloody head bandage and his clothes are a mess. He's obviously been through hell. Supplement 1 : Categories : Hunting by game. Hidden categories: Webarchive template wayback links Articles needing additional references from November All articles needing additional references All articles with unsourced statements Articles with unsourced statements from June Namespaces Article Talk.
Views Read Edit View history. Help Community portal Recent changes Upload file. Download as PDF Printable version. The Mountain Feist is also known as the American Treeing Feist and is thought to have originated in the Southeastern United States a few hundred years ago.
Owners and experts agree that this breed may be the premier squirrel treeing breed. They are natural hunters and, besides treeing, have long used their keen senses of vision, smell and hearing to hunt and rid properties of opossum, rabbits, groundhogs, raccoons and other varmint.
Members of this breed are adaptable to both indoor and outdoor living although a fenced yard is ideal , provided they get enough exercise--and love!
They are a breed eager to please that bonds closely with the owner; they are said to make especially good companions for children and the elderly, and are not difficult to train. Mountain Feists are very low maintenance in regards to grooming but do need quite a bit of outdoor exercise daily to burn off all their curious energy.
This sturdy and hardy breed will typically live years with few health concerns. Mountain Feists are small dogs that reach inches at the shoulder and weigh pounds. This breed is generally described as alert, energetic, intelligent and a natural hunter. They make excellent companions for kids and the elderly, and even better for hunters specializing in small game such as squirrels.
They are loyal and closely bonded pets that will be adequate watchdogs. Other dogs should coexist well with the Mountain Feist but small, non-canine pets may be problematic. Members of this breed are low maintenance in regards to grooming and, quite often, training. Hirsch, Andy Varmints, pgs. As they go about their journey they find themselves among wild outlaws in the West and they find a few friends. This graphic n Hirsch, Andy Varmints, pgs.
This graphic novel has a fast paced story line and it is often times humorous. The violence is shootings and fighting. The mature content is PG because one of the scenes takes place in a brothel. Reviewer, C. Avram rated it it was amazing Jan 09, Tori rated it liked it Feb 19, Quintina rated it it was ok Jul 10, Scott County Library System added it Nov 11, Target shooting and varmint hunting are the most common uses for this type of gun.
Go away, you pesky varmints! Should schools ban marbles in case the little varmints swallow them? Examples of varmint. Since part of the definition of a varmint is that it is a nuisance, varmints are not stalked, but rather they are hunted from a fixed position.
From Wikipedia. Initially designed as a varmint round, it may be used for wildlife and game such as coyote, blacktail deer, whitetail deer, mule deer, pronghorn, and wild hogs.
These examples are from the Cambridge English Corpus and from sources on the web. Any opinions in the examples do not represent the opinion of the Cambridge Dictionary editors or of Cambridge University Press or its licensors.
Target and varmint hunting rounds require the greatest accuracy, so their cases tend to be short, fat, and nearly untapered with sharp shoulders on the case.
It offers improved performance on small-game and for varmint hunting, along with excellent accuracy. Some animals once considered varmints are now protected, such as wolves.
August 17, And the Oro Varmints (Heist of a Lifetime) is almost gone. Paint if you like. RUBY: Then you put yours away first. The wild heart thrills With memories fierce, and a world storms forth. Hunter said:. Stump staggers back in with an arrow in his stomach. Start your review of Varmints 1. They are said to be crosses of terriers presumably European and hounds presumably the Native American Dogs used for hunting and are appreciated for being active, extremely alert little dogs that track soundlessly using sight, scent.
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