"We'll pitch horseshoes--play cards if you want to; only Bill and me's pretty well burnt out at cards.

Fox and geese too--ever play fox and geese?
We got a dandy fox-and-goose board--but Bill, he natcherly can't play.
He's from California, Bill is." "Aw, shut up on that!" growled Bill.
"Sorry," said Pete, "I'm pushed.

Got to go on to-night.

Want to take that train at seven-thirty in the morning, and a small sleep for myself before that.

Maybe I'll stop over as I come back, though.