Solomon was a childless widower.
"My wife! I tell ye, sir, she had the eyes an' feet o' the young doe an' her cheeks were like the wild, red rose," the scout was wont to say on occasion.

"I orto have knowed better.

Yes, sir, I orto.

We lived way back in the bush an' the child come 'fore we 'spected it one night.
I done what I could but suthin' went wrong.

They tuk the high trail, both on 'em.