They dined together that evening at The Crooked Billet and Solomon told him of his adventures in the West, and frontier stories of the notorious, one-legged robber, Micah Harpe, and his den on the shore of the Ohio and of the cunning of the outlaw in evading capture.
"I got his partner, Mike Fink, and Major Washington give me fifty pounds for the job," said Solomon.

"They say Harpe's son disappeared long time ago an' I wouldn't wonder if you an' me had seen him do it." "The white man that hung back in the bushes so long?
I'll never forget him," said Jack.
"Them wimmen couldn't 'a' been in wuss hands." "It was a lucky day for them and for me," Jack answered.

"I have here a letter from Margaret.

I wish you would read it." Solomon read the girl's letter and said: "If I was you I'd swim the big pond if nec'sary.

This 'ere is a real simon pure, four-masted womern an' she wants you fer Captain.