But thet ain't what I mean.

It's--He's--I--" "Thank you, Jake," replied Lenore, as the cowboy floundered.

"I appreciate your thought of me.

But you needn't worry." "I was worryin' a little," he said.

"You see, I know men better 'n your dad, an' I reckon this Nash would do anythin'." "What's father keeping him for ?" "Wal, Anderson wants to find out a lot about thet I.W.W., an' he ain't above takin' risks to do it, either." The stable-boys and men Lenore passed all had an eager good morning for her.