Chapter 14
The Claim Jumpers"Guess that bobcat was after my ducks again, last night,"
commented Phoebe Hart, when she handed Baumberger his cup of
coffee. "The way the dogs barked all night—didn't they keep you
awake?"
"Never slept better in my life," drawled Baumberger, his voice
sliding upward from the first word to the last. His blood-shot
eyes, however, rather gave the lie to his statement. "I'm going to
make one more try, 'long about noon, for that big one—girls didn't
get him, I guess, for all their threats, or I'd heard about it. And
I reckon I'll take the evening train home. Shoulda gone yesterday,
by rights. I'd like to get a basket uh fish to take up with me.
Great coffee, Mrs. Hart, and such cream I never did see. I sure do
hate to leave so many good things and go b
