Which we'd have had 'em among us long ago, but nacherally, an' as far as argyments goes, we turns 'em off.

Se'f-preservation is a law of nacher, an' these maxims applies to commoonities as much as ever they does to gents personal.
Wherefore, whenever we notices a law wolf scoutin' about an' tryin' to get the wind on us, we employs our talents for lyin', fills him up with fallacies, an' teaches him that to come to Wolfville is to put down his destinies on a dead kyard; an' he tharupon abandons whatever of plans he's harbourin' ag'in us, seein' nothin' tharin.
"It's jest before I leaves for the East when one of these coyotes crosses up with Old Man Enright in Tucson, an' submits the idee of his professional invasion of our camp.
"'Which I'm in the Oriental at the time,' says Enright, when he relates about his adventure, 'an' this maverick goes to jumpin' sideways at me in a friendly mood.

Bein' I'm a easy-mannered sport with strangers, he has no trouble gettin' acquainted.

At last he allows that he aims to pitch his teepee in Wolfville, hang out a shingle, an' plunge into joorisprudence.

"I was thinkin'," says he, "of openin' a joint for the practice of law.