I was plumb sick and loathin' it, and just waitin' to make high jumps back to Arizona.

So I wasn't aimin' to join this stampede, and didn't have no vivid emotions.
They got to fightin' on which should get the first hoss; so I bent my gun on them and made them draw lots.

They roared some more, but done so; and as fast as each one handed over his dust or dinero he made a rush for his cabin, piled on his saddle and pack, and pulled his freight on a cloud of dust.

It was sure a grand stampede, and I enjoyed it no limit.
So by sundown I was alone with the Injin.

Those two hundred head brought in about twenty thousand dollars.