4/6 I don't care what, so it'll carry me to the Hills, I can't breathe free any longer where there's such a lot of folks." "I'll get you a first-chop horse, Bill," said Joe. "There's some half-breeds in a corral just out of town, as tough as grizzlies, and heavy enough for your weight or mine." "I don't weigh down, as I did," said Bill, with a sigh. "I've been losin' weight for six months back. It'll be less trouble to tote me when I go under. |