"I'll call in the newspaper men and let them tell the whole story of your life, and of our little jamboree to-day--they'll fix up a yarn that'll paralyze the hold-up gang.
Together we'll swoop down on the town.

I've been planning a clean-out for some weeks, and I need you to help me turn 'em loose." Mose arose.

"I guess not; I'm trying to keep clear of gun-play these days.

I've never hunted that kind of thing, and I won't start in on a game that's sure to give me trouble." The marshal argued.

"Set down; listen; that's the point exactly.