No hold-outs anywhere.

It was a heap long ways to cows; and I'd be teetotally chawed up and spit out if I was goin' to join these minin' terrapins defacin' the bosom of nature.

It sure looked to me like hard work.
While I was figurin' what next, Dutchy came in.

Which I was tur'ble surprised at that, but I said good-mornin' and would he rest his poor feet.
"You like to make some money ?" he asks.
"That depends," says I, "on how easy it is." "It is easy," says he.

"I want you to buy hosses for me." "Hosses! Sure!" I yells, jumpin' up.