Them Injin goin'-ons of mine wuz enough to 'a' broke your heart." "What do you mean ?" "Why, my sellin' out to Perritaut for ten thousand dollars, only I didn't.

Haw! haw!" and Dave threw his head back to laugh.

"You had a right to feel sorter bad to think I would consent to marry a Injin.

But 'tain't every feller as'll git ten thousand offered in five annooal payments; an' I wanted you to understand 'twan't the Injin, 'twas the cash as reached me.

When it comes to gals, you're the posy fer me." Katy grew red, but didn't know what to say or do.
"I heerd tell that that feller Westcott'd got his walkin' papers.