They got aplenty when Buck went on th' warpath, an they's hankerin' to git square," remarked Johnny Nelson, stealing the pie, a rare treat, of his neighbor when that unfortunate individual was not looking.

He had it halfway to his mouth when its former owner, Jimmy Price, a boy of eighteen, turned his head and saw it going.
"Hi-yi! Yu clay-bank coyote, drap thet pie! Did yu ever see such a son-of-a-gun fer pie ?" he plaintively asked Red Connors, as he grabbed a mighty handful of apples and crust.

"Pie'll kill yu some day, yu bob-tailed jack! I had an uncle that died onct.

He et too much pie an' he went an' turned green, an so'll yu if yu don't let it alone." "Yu ought'r seed th' pie Johnny had down in Eagle Flat," murmured Lanky Smith reminiscently.

"She had feet that'd stop a stampede.