At the most he ain't further away than the nearest water; arsenic makin' 'em plenty thirsty, as you-all most likely knows.
"Old Coyote shows up in Wolfville about once a month, packin' in his pelts an' freightin' over to his wickeyup whatever in the way of grub he reckons he needs.

Which, if you was ever to see Coyote once, you would remember him.

He's shore the most egreegious person, an' in appearance is a cross between a joke, a disaster an' a cur'osity.

I don't reckon now pore Coyote ever sees the time when he weighs a hundred pound; an' he's grizzled an' dried an' lame of one laig, while his face is like a squinch owl's face--kind o' wide-eyed an' with a expression of ignorant wonder, as if life is a never-endin' surprise party.
"Most likely now what fixes him firmest in your mind is, he don't drink none.

He declines nosepaint in every form; an' this yere abstinence, the same bein' yoonique in Wolfville, together with Coyote conductin' himse'f as the p'litest an' best-mannered gent to be met with in all of Arizona, is apt to introode on your attention.