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TO THE VICTORS THE SPOILS.
"Hey, boys!" Luck Lindsay shouted to Applehead and one or two of the Happy Family who were down at the chuck--wagon engaged in uneasy discussion as to what Luck would say when he found out about their intention to leave.

"Come on up here--this is going to be a wiping out of old scores and I want to get it over with!" "Well, now, I calc'late the fur's about to fly," Applehead made dismal prophecy, as they started to obey the summons.

"All 't su'prises me is 't he's held off this long.

Two hours is a dang long time fer Luck to git in action, now I'm tellin' yuh!" He took off his hat and polished his shiny pate, as was his habit when perturbed.