I fastened a rope on the latch, and next time Bixby came I let the lunatic out on him.

He 'most bit Bixby's nose off.

I learned Bixby!" Bill Jones had been unconventional in other relations besides that of sheriff.

He once casually mentioned to me that he had served on the police force of Bismarck, but he had left because he "beat the Mayor over the head with his gun one day." He added: "The Mayor, he didn't mind it, but the Superintendent of Police said he guessed I'd better resign." His feeling, obviously, was that the Superintendent of Police was a martinet, unfit to take large views of life.
It was while with Bill Jones that I first made acquaintance with Seth Bullock.

Seth was at that time sheriff in the Black Hills district, and a man he had wanted--a horse thief--I finally got, I being at the time deputy sheriff two or three hundred miles to the north.