At last she bought a gun, and when I asked her what she was goin' to do with it, she said, 'Stampede, that's for you,' an' when I went to thank her, she said: 'No, I don't mean it that way.

I mean that if you try to run away from me again I'm going to fill you full of holes.' She said that! Threatened me.

Then she bought me a new outfit from toe to summit--boots, pants, shirt, hat _and_ a necktie! And I didn't say a word, not a word.

She just led me in an' bought what she wanted and made me put 'em on." Stampede drew in a mighty breath, and a fourth time wasted a match on his pipe.

"I was getting used to it by the time we reached Tanana," he half groaned.