There was a woman that fell in love with me, and made up her mind to marry me.

I told her that I was no sort of a man to tie to--that I was likely to be wiped out any day 'twixt sunrise and sunset, for I had more enemies than a candidate for President; but she wouldn't listen to sense, and so--_we buckled!_ Thank Heaven, I've coaxed her to stay East with friends while I've come out here; for, Sam, she'll be a widow inside of six weeks!" "Bill, you've been hitting benzine heavy of late haven't you?
"No; I never drank lighter in my life than I have for a year past.

But there's a shadow cold as ice on my soul! I've never felt right since I pulled on that red-haired Texan at Abilene, in Kansas.

You remember, for you was there.

It was kill or get killed, you know, and when I let him have his ticket for a six-foot lot of ground he gave one shriek--it rings in my ears yet.