It's a mathematical certainty." "I'm going to be a great ranchman in Western Nebraska with my father," said Pennington.

"He's under fifty yet, and he's as strong as a horse.
The buffalo in Western Nebraska must go and then Pennington and Son will have fifty thousand fine cattle in their place.

And you, Dick, have you already chosen the throne on which you're going to sit ?" "Yes, I've been thinking about it for some time.

I've made up my mind to be an editor.

After the war I'm going to the largest city in our state, get a place on a newspaper there and strive to be its head.