He expected to hear it many times and more unpleasantly ere the scare was over.
On the sidewalk he stopped to glance over the public bulletins posted against the side of the building.

Dogs lost, found, and for sale occupied some space, but the rest was devoted to notices of sales of outfits.

The timid were already growing frightened.

Outfits of five hundred pounds were offering at a dollar a pound, without flour; others, with flour, at a dollar and a half.

Jacob Welse saw Melton talking with an anxious-faced newcomer, and the satisfaction displayed by the Bonanzo king told that he had succeeded in filling his winter's cache.
"Why don't you smell out the sugar, Dave ?" Jacob Welse asked, pointing to the bulletins.
Dave Harney looked his reproach.