The very first fellow I saw looked at me with s'picion painted all over him.
So I had to keep back in the darkness.

But I saw it was a mighty big army.

It can do a lot of rippin', an' t'arin', an' chawin'." "I got into the camp," said Obed, after a minute of silence, "but as I'm not built much like a Mexican, being eight or ten inches too tall, men were looking at me as if I were a strange specimen.

One touch of difference and all the world's staring at you.

So I concluded that I'd better stay on the outside of the lines.