Show SILVER TOPS EXCUSE ak er drink with yer bossa said the old gray haired miner as he removed his short pipe from his mouth and spat behind tho barroom bar room licater I 1 tak or drink wath yer no sarr abt yon nor enny other man whitcher Wh utcher got ergin met I 1 never done yer did 1 questioned the bristling tor a fight at theold miners refusal to drink with him wull no he erdly I 1 dont reckon ez how yer cud do me aff yer tried yer best I 1 ain got euthin orgin yer I 1 ain liburd up fer nigh ahter eight idimo stra angor I 1 seed er sight ez made mo twant no putty sight ter febe I 1 tell yer et made ma blood run cold an taina got yit tak er banterer ban the tough no ho questioned as the old miner shook his head and steadfastly declined the invitation wull araps yer wont mind givin this air community an excuse for ref good red akur tain offen ther boys 0 yeller belch makes er bad find an strikes er live sluice ez wont corral free bug juice so lets hear yer yam old silvertop silver top an off taint straight why yer haster dimsh ther bottle 0 redeye red eye horev heerd me cackle taets er squar deal aint efa boyst thet s far ole man play geerds ke erds ejaculated a man who wore a claret colored potato for a nose wull boys athars an ole sayin wen yer catches er sucker bump his head began the teetotaler 1 aint auther er sucker nur er tenderfoot but ez im only one ergin ther crowd ain nubbin for me ter do but throw wen cervo yervo got ther drop so ayar goes nigh enter thirty year ergo uster be er place up fork in ther stage road breaks fer devil s hun ez war cal ledRed bend in them days ther boys had staked out claims an auz cradlin ther crik fer debt but auther winnowing win ner cradlin panned out fer much so they pulled sticks an laid out new claims in this hyer settlement ez yer calls teller belch athars one 0 ther boys staid behind an hollered foll ered up er run er luck his name war pink jenks a shiftless sort 0 cuss ez laid round Slip pry bobs gin mill while his wife washed the boys rags an tuk keer 0 ther family arter ther boys shifted diggings jenks uster come arter ther duds an corral od ther dust wen he bro brotea tem back sometimes hed bring er load 0 stuff ter ther ftfe an sometimes hed stay hyer till hed gin all his ter slip pry bob one time long in ther dead 0 winter he laid round bout ten days afore ho went back pink jenks wife gamt no common people she never said euthin whenever ho corned hum ter git sober an ef jenks did have er weakness fer lightning jugs he knowel hed got or noble patient woman fer er pardner he just loved every har in her head but he got ther grit ter say no ter redeye even fer her sake she war too good for er drunkards pardner too good fer ter be er pardner fer enny man on this one afternoon arter noon when thoi sun war sinkin ther sierras he started out this hyer door fer hyers whar Slip pry bob soiled his pison in them days ho started out this hyer door ter go n telether tell ther wife ez how hed gin over lettin whisky work his claim an ho waa make er new deal it seemed like ther brighter oz ho walked ther gulch an he git quick with ther good news but boys when 0 opened ther cabin door et war too late she war dead his beetle four year old gal put her soft arms round drunken parents neck an says dont cry pa mamma said I 1 let yer ashes gone ter heaven an she made roe promise id come too ayme by ain much more ter tell boys pink jenks went back on himself arter she war buried he kaid ther lestle one war but one momin sha war missed ho tracked thor prints 0 her tiny bar feet in ther snow an ayin on ther mound ez marked hea mothers grave found ther gal ez he raised her little freezing body she tamed away frum him with er looked on her white pinched face ez has haunted him ever sence an says good by pa im going ter heaven yer allus drunk an id ruther be mamma boys yer wanted ter know why I 1 lifur thet war my darter ana im pink jenks |