It was ours, the Free State of Heart's Desire! And we--well--" "Well," said Curly, ruminatingly, "I don't see as ole Carrizo is frettin' any about these here things." He glanced up at the big mountain whose shadow lay athwart the valley.

Dan Anderson gazed thither as well.

McKinney sat looking quietly up the street.
"No use frettin' about it, anyhow," said he, in his matter-of-fact way.
"And as to Tom Osby, fellers, I'll bet a plug of tobacco that's him pullin' in at the head of town right now." "Just like I said," exclaimed Doc Tomlinson.

"He's good enough railroad for any one, and he's safe! I wonder what did he bring this time." What Tom Osby brought this time, besides sundry merchandise for Whiteman the Jew, was a parrot and a pair of twins.

Neither of these specialties had ever before been seen in Heart's Desire.
"Twins!" exclaimed Dan Anderson, when the facts were divulged, "and a parrot!" Tom Osby, after making known the full nature of his cargo, discharged divers boxes, bales, and other packages at the store of Whiteman the Jew.