His companion joined
in, and both made such a noise that not a word spoken on the stage could
be heard by the rest of the audience.
"Say, keep quiet there!" called out Sid Todd, who was acting as a sort
of usher.
The two cowboys paid no attention to this request, but continued to
laugh, and presently one of them joined in the chorus of one of the
songs the girls and boys were rendering. He sang badly out of tune, and
made such a discord that the song had to come to a stop.
"Go on! Go on!" he yelled, loudly.
"Whoop her up, everybody!" called his companion. "All join in the glad
refrain!" And he started to sing in a heavy, liquor-laden voice.
"You shut up or git out!" cried Sid Todd, striding forward.
"They don't mean no harm," put in Hank Snogger, but he did not speak in
positive tones.
"You keep out of this, Snogger," answered Todd, coldly. "Those men have
got to behave themselves or git out. I said it, an' I mean it."
"That's right--put 'em out!" shouted several.
"Ain't we got a right to laff?" demanded one of the cowboys who were
making the disturbance.
"Yes, but not so as to drown everything else," answered Sid Todd. "An'
you can't sing."
"We come here fer some fun," said the other cowboy from the Merwell
ranch.
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