"If I'd robbed a man, or held up a stage coach, or busted a bank, I'd be burnin' the breeze out of the country.

But if I'd earned it honest I'd blow myself proper, beginnin' by settin' 'em up to a fool guy which had give all his coin to some card sharps yesterday." "None of them things fill the bill," said Calumet.

"This thousand was give to me by a woman.

I'm to buy things with it--horses, wagon, lumber, hardware, an' such truck." "Shucks," said the puncher, disappointedly.

Over his face settled a glum expression.