You got the chance." "I ain't got no wagon, Wid," said Sim, weakly.

"You know I ain't got none." "You'll have to take my buckboard." "And you know I ain't got no team--my horse, he ain't right strong--didn't winter none too well--and I couldn't go there with just one mule, now could I ?" "You'll have to take my team of broncs," said Wid.

"You can start out from my place." "But one thing, Sim Gage," he continued, "when you've started, I'm a-coming down here with a pitch-fork and I'm a-going to clean out this place! It ain't human.

We'll do the best we can.

Since there ain't a-going to be no marrying right off, you'll have to sleep in your wall tent outside.