If Blauring has any judgment at all, he'll stick to 'Carmen' at El Paso.
He'd have to hire a freight train to get away with the money.
"But now," resumed he, "after they get done at El Paso, whatever they sing, the grub wagon will be located in the Sacramentos, while old Blauring, he goes on in advance and rides a little sign out near 'Frisco and other places, where Art is patronized copious.

Yes, friend, 'Annie Laurie,' she'll be up in Sacramentos; and from all I can figure, there'll be trouble in that particular health resort." "Sometimes I think you're _loco_," said Tom Osby, slowly; "then again I think you ain't, quite.

The man who allows he's any better than this country don't belong here; but I didn't think you ever did." "No!" cried Dan Anderson.

"Don't ever say that of me." "Of course, I know folks is different," went on Tom Osby, presently.
"They come from different places, and have lived different ways.

Me, I come from Georgy.