OLE MISSOURY Molly Wingate looked from one to the other of the group of silent, shamefaced men.

Puzzled, she turned again to the victor in the savage combat.
"You!" Will Banion caught up his clothing, turned away.
"You are right!" said he.

"I have been a brute! Good-by!" An instant later Molly found herself alone with the exception of her brother.
"You, Jed, what was this ?" she demanded.
Jed took a deep and heartfelt chew of plug.
"Well, it was a little argument between them two," he said finally.
"Like enough a little jealousy, like, you know--over place in the train, or something.

This here was for men.

You'd no business here." "But it was a shame!" "I reckon so." "Who started this ?" "Both of them.