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قراءة كتاب The Americans
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Harvey Anderson.
Have millions, wouldn't he?
Cap Saunders.
I suppose he would.
But where would this land be? There'd be no homes.
And what are forests for but to cut down?
But where would this land be? There'd be no homes.
And what are forests for but to cut down?
Harvey Anderson.
You wouldn't hear him say, 'Now, Harvey, you
Go in and get your sack full; I'll stay out';
Or 'Now it's your turn, Cap.' Not on your life.
He'd walk his legs off, but he'd have them all.
Or what's more likely, he'd let others walk,
And send his wagons out and get the sacks
And have them brought in to him.
Go in and get your sack full; I'll stay out';
Or 'Now it's your turn, Cap.' Not on your life.
He'd walk his legs off, but he'd have them all.
Or what's more likely, he'd let others walk,
And send his wagons out and get the sacks
And have them brought in to him.
Cap Saunders.
For myself
I'd rather be out here though on the mountains
Than live in his big mansion.
I'd rather be out here though on the mountains
Than live in his big mansion.
Harvey Anderson.
So would I.
But that don't mean I'd rather tramp the flats
Picking up dollars for some other man.
And I suppose the mill-boys feel the same.
But that don't mean I'd rather tramp the flats
Picking up dollars for some other man.
And I suppose the mill-boys feel the same.
Cap Saunders.
A fellow has to do the best he can.
If he can stake himself, then off, I say,
And pan for his own self. That's been my way.
Sometimes I've struck pay dirt and sometimes not.
And then I'd go and dig for a month or two
For the other boys until I'd got my stake——
If he can stake himself, then off, I say,
And pan for his own self. That's been my way.
Sometimes I've struck pay dirt and sometimes not.
And then I'd go and dig for a month or two
For the other boys until I'd got my stake——
Harvey Anderson.
Cap Saunders.
(Who has left his cast and is hurrying forward excitedly)
Hold her a minute!
Harvey Anderson.
No, it don't fit, Cap.
The same old finger width it's always been.
When the curve matches, then there's some damn knot;
And when the knot's not there, it's something else.
No, you can't stretch it. Now it's this side; see?
'Twas best the way I had it. There you are.
Might as well mark her.
The same old finger width it's always been.
When the curve matches, then there's some damn knot;
And when the knot's not there, it's something else.
No, you can't stretch it. Now it's this side; see?
'Twas best the way I had it. There you are.
Might as well mark her.
Cap Saunders.
It's a close miss, sure.
It's like the one I found upon the ridge
Week before last.
It's like the one I found upon the ridge
Week before last.
Harvey Anderson.
The place where it don't match
Is always on the side that you don't see
Until your heart's jumped up.
Is always on the side that you don't see
Until your heart's jumped up.