The worst part of that was that, after the show, when we got back to camp and the hosses was picketed out fur the night, I had to tell Looey all about how I felt fur an explanation of why I hit him.
Which it made Looey right low in his sperrits, and he shakes his head and says no good will come of it.
"Did you ever hear of Romeo and Joliet ?" he says: "Mebby," I says, "but what it was I hearn I can't remember.

What about them ?" "Well," he says, "they carried on the same as you.

And now where are they ?" "Well," I says, "where are they ?" "In the tomb," says Looey, very sad, like they was closte personal friends of his'n.

And he told me all about them and how Young Cobalt had done fur them.

But from what I could make out it all happened away back in the early days.