He saw, too, that the mountaineer was a fine horseman, and as he carried a long slender-barreled rifle over his shoulder, while a double-barreled pistol was thrust in his belt, it was likely that he would prove a formidable enemy to any who sought to stop him.
"Perhaps your way is wise," said the boy.

"You begin with the bad and end with the good.

What is the name of this place to which we are going ?" "Hubbard.

There was a pioneer who fit the Injuns in here in early times.

I never heard that he got much, 'cept a town named after him.