Jake, my man, says as how he'll make a good husband for you, and he'll take to the frontier like a duck does to water.

I'm sorry you'll not tarry here awhile.

We don't see many lasses, especially any as pretty as you, and you'll find it more quiet and lonesome the farther West you get.

Jake knows all about Fort Henry, and Jeff Lynn, the hunter outside, he knows Eb and Jack Zane, and Wetzel, and all those Fort Henry men.

You'll be gettin' married out there, won't you ?" "You are--quite wrong," said Nell, who all the while Mrs.Wentz was speaking grew rosier and rosier.