'Too late now,' says he to me.

'Too late.
All over now!' I didn't know what he meant till I looked under the bedclothes; and there was a pan full of ginger cakes the woman had made for the fam'ly.

You needn't tell me a parrot can't think." "It would seem," said Dan Anderson, meditatively, "that we may report progress in civilization." "But say, fellers," remarked Curly, taking off his hat and scratching his head perplexedly, "sometimes I wish Bill was a chicken hawk instead of a talker.

There is rats, or mice, or something, got into this valley at last." "Do you want any drugs ?" asked Doc Tomlinson, suddenly.
"No, not yet," Curly shook his head.

"Never did see airy rat or mouse round here, but still, things is happenin' that looks right strange.
"It's this-a-way, fellers," he continued, "-- set down here and let me tell you." So they all sat down and leaned back against the fence of Whiteman's corral.
"Last Christmas," Curly began at the beginning, "why, you see, my girl, she got a Christmas present from some of her folks back in Kansas, in the States.