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The Varmint



we yarned the hours away, around the Fetchers table. We played cards alnight. Grample Beso, won more hands than the rest of us. We were actually one call. A wild storm looked to be a mean and onery sort. It was so bad, that the leader of the rouge, Kouter Tribe sent a message about the high water amist the creeks down stream. They had been monitering our movement, and wanted us to know we were there. They even warned us about, Hatter Hoss, who had come up fit to be tied, due to his womans lack of interest in him. They said he talked of speaking with Marrring spents, a whore who was in our camp. We wished him not to come, so we could stop her from being so kind , because she was pregant. The varimitt showed up, in full gear, a headdress a spear and a bag full of money. He refused to leave and we suggeeded that he would, in doing he dropped his bag of silver and gold, and sweet perfume, he had for the lady. He spoke few words in english but used jestures and motions, but the clouds came and we thought it best he took cover. He left and Miss Sotter told us she'd take the whores place with him, as being kind to the natives was profitible. Sutter told her she was a cheap trick, and thought it best for her to cool her drawels in the barn. Topple calmed the people and ordered everyone back to safe places. Well, the storm came through, bringing rain high winds and lighting. One of the corners of the stable had been blown off, so we gathefred a couple of guys and went to see if everything was alright.
There when we got their, Miss Sotter and one of her whores were laid in spent with the Wild native Hatter Hoss. miss Sotter holding the bag of money. He told them he wanted a lick of pleasure, and complided as if she were his husband. This anger Pretty man Diffter, who made both women and the clad gentlemen rode and dispurse. he sited from the bible of ace high rouges and flithy women, he even spanked the native gentlemen asking him to leave. When he mounted his horse, he throw stones at him.

these men were from the settlement Hipachee'. Odysseus and amaro, and Cardis were salt harvesters who struck gold in the mines of Hifer Higgle. in 1877.

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