Can you go out to-morrow morning ?" "Quicker the better." "I'd like to have you sleep here in the office.

I'll see that you have a good bed." "Anywhere." After Mose went out the manager winked at the marshal and said: "It's a good thing to have him retained on our side.

He'd make a bad man on the hold-up side." "Sure thing!" replied Haney.
While loitering on a street corner still busy with his problems Mose saw a tall man on a fine black horse coming down the street.

The rider slouched in his saddle like a tired man but with the grace of a true horseman.

On his bushy head sat a wide soft hat creased in the middle.
His suit was brown corduroy.
Mose thought, "If that bushy head was not so white I should say it was father's.