I thought I'd go out and meet my friend, and perhaps then we could talk over such things together." "Shore," said Curly.

"Why didn't you tell me?
Say, ole Batty, he's crazy to ketch a whole lot o' hosses out'n a band o' wild hosses down to the Beaver Creek.

He always a-wantin' me to help him ketch them hosses.
Say, he's got a lot o' sassafiddity, somethin' like that, an' he says he's goin' to soak some corn in that stuff an' set it out fer hosses.
Says it'll make 'em _loco_, so'st you kin go right up an' rope 'em.

Now, ain't that the d----dest fool thing yet?
Say, some o' these pilgrims that comes out here ain't got sense enough to last over night." "Battersleigh is fond of horses," said Franklin, "and he's a rider, too." "That's so," admitted Curly.

"He kin ride.