It's perhaps a minute when thar's the quick _crack_! of a six-shooter, an' the mare Ruth r'ars up an' back'ard ontil she's almost down.

But she recovers herse'f an' stands sweatin' an' shiverin' an' her eyes burnin' like she sees a ghost.

Shore, it's over; pore Edson won't wait; he's got to his guns, an' thar's a bullet through his head.'" THE END..