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"QAY, fellers, that ornery thief must be nigh us,
J^ For I jist saw him across this way to the right; Ah, there he is now right under that burr-oak As fearless and cool as if waitin' all night. Well, come on, but jist get every shooter all ready Fur him, if he's spilin' to give us a fight; The birds in the grove will sing chants to our picnic An' that limb hangin' over him stands about right. " Say, stranger, good mornin\ Why, dog blast my
lasso, boys. If it ain't Denver Jim that's corralled here at last.
Right aside for the jilly. Well, Jim, we are sear-chin'
All night for a couple about of your cast.
An' seein' yer enter this openin' so charmin'
We thought perhaps yer might give us the trail.
Haven't seen anything that would answer descrip-
tion? What a nerve that chap has, but it will not avail.
" Want to trade hosses fur the one I am stridin'! Will you give me five hundred betwixt fur the boot? Say, Jim, that air gold is the strongest temptation An' many a man would say take it and scoot. 146 |
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