The Greatest Westerns of Robert E. Howard. Robert E. Howard

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      I WAS robbing a bee tree, when I heard my old man calling: "Breckinridge! Oh, Breckinridge! Where air you? I see you now. You don't need to climb that tree. I ain't goin' to larrup you."

      He come up, and said: "Breckinridge, ain't that a bee settin' on yore ear?"

      I reached up, and sure enough, it was. Come to think about it, I had felt kind of like something was stinging me somewhere.

      "I swar, Breckinridge," said pap, "I never seen a hide like your'n. Listen to me: old Buffalo Rogers is back from Tomahawk, and the postmaster there said they was a letter for me, from Mississippi. He wouldn't give it to nobody but me or some of my folks. I dunno who'd be writin' me from Mississippi; last time I was there, was when I was fightin' the Yankees. But anyway, that letter is got to be got. Me and yore maw has decided you're to go git it. Yuh hear me, Breckinridge?"

      "Clean to Tomahawk?" I said. "Gee whiz, pap!"

      "Well," he said, combing his beard with his fingers, "yo're growed in size, if not in years. It's time you seen somethin' of the world. You ain't never СКАЧАТЬ