Great Throughts Treasury

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William G. Patten, fully William George Patten, aka Gilbert Patten

American Author who also had pen names Burt L. Standish, Herbert Bellwood, William West Wilder, Wyoming Will

"Science seeks truth and discovers rightness. Religion seeks righteousness and discovers truth. Both have acquired knowledge of creative and destructive ways, and both point the same way of right living."

"A ruffian of your own stamp! You can make no one believe your assertions!"

"Allus talkin' 'bout thet 'maginary person!"

"An' I say I am!"

"Hyer she is! exclaimed one, with satisfaction, as he advanced upon the girl?hyer's ther ongrateful hussy thet'd run away frum her own daddy!"

"I am going to dip in. Are you with me?"

"I did not know you had a girl, Taos Tom."

"I shall appeal to these men; they will protect me, I am sure."

"Do not believe them! entreated the maiden. I am in my right mind, and it is true this man who says he is my father helped abduct me from my home. He is?"

"Don't want to; I've got proof of w'at I claims."

"Come now, Liz, he said, in as pleasant a tone as he could command, this yar's played out! Wat yer want ter act so much like er precious fool fer! Jest come eriong peaceable like with me."

"But I say you are not my father!"

"D'yer think so ? Wal, thet's whar ye makes er mighty big mistake. You've got ter come eriong now, Liz?"

"Hold on a moment, came commandingly from the old soldier's lips. Will you kindly explain the meaning of this singular scene?"

"I will not!"

"It is not true, sir! cried the girl, starting toward J Major Nepal. This man helped steal me from my home, and?"

"It's 'cause she is out of her head, nodded the other, whose huge nose, which had been broken at some past time, was seriously turned to the left side of his face. Ef she hain't clean daft, my handle hain't Crooknose Chet."

"It's useless ter talk with her, pard, asserted the red-bearded man's comrade. Jest git her away where she will be quiet as soon as possible."

"Jest listen ter thet! he cried, despairingly."

"Now thet's er poorty name ter call yer own daddy, hain't it?"

"Now, will you hear thet, pard? and the man turned toward his companion. She even denies thet I am her own flesh-an'-blood pap!"

"Oh, gentlemen, gentlemen! help me?save me?Do not let those terrible wretches touch me again. I had rather die!"

"Oh, you wicked wretches! she cried, trembling with passion. You shall be punished for this! When Seth Culver lays his hands on you, you will suffer!"

"Pore gal! said the other, with assumed sorrow. She's clean out of her head?plumb daft!"

"Pore gal! sighed the other once more."

"Stand off! cried the girl, facing him with clinched hands, her blue eyes blazing. Do not dare to touch me, you brutal wretch!"

"Ter stan' by ther leetle leddy ? Yes, ter ther last gasp!"

"They hain't no right ter step atween a father and his own child."

"Wal, I hev; but she's out of her head an' thinks she hain't my own kid."

"Wall, ye'll hev ter!"

"Thar she goes erg'in!"

"Thar, Liz, thet'll do! snarled the red-whiskered tough, advancing as if to lay hands on her. You kin invent more lies then a settin' hen c'u'd hatch in a y'ar of stiddy business. Jest you close your clapper an' come eriong."

"Thar, thar! harshly broke in the one the major had addressed as Taos Tom. I sh'u'd think you'd git tired of tellin' thet yarn, Liz!"

"Wy, she's crazy as er bed-bug! She even denies her own name!"

"You are no father of mine!"

"A short distance within the saloon she halted, glancing around like a hunted deer. Then she threw her body forward a bit, extended her arms appealingly, a beseeching light in her heavy blue eyes, crying:"

"You will find there is nothing imaginary about him when he reaches you, and he will not rest till you are trailed down. Then you will wish you never had touched me!"

"You cannot deceive these gentlemen."

"A sudden burst of anger seized the girl."

"Again the red-bearded rascal turned to his comrade."

"But Major Navrain came forward."

"In at the open doorway darted a young girl of seventeen or eighteen. Her head was uncovered and her golden red hair streamed in an unconfined mass over her shapely shoulders. Her dress was of fine material, and had plainly been a choice garment in bygone days, but it was now torn in several places. That the girl was beautiful became evident at a glance."

"The appeal was enough to touch the heart of the most callous, but the men within the saloon seemed suddenly paralyzed by the vision of beauty that had burst upon them. They were only aroused when two ruffianly-looking fellows came rushing in after the girl."

"The first one, a red-whiskered individual with the face and eyes of a ruffian, turned toward the defiant girl."

"The rough men started and uttered exclamations of amazement, for the sound was an unusual one in Kicker's Bar."

"The red-beard scowled."

"Through the open door of the saloon came a cry of distress?the cry of a female!"

"Up to this moment Loyal Kingdon had made no move to interfere, for he had wished to thoroughly understand the case. Now he spoke to Yuma Yank:"