Rode his cayuse in a saloon and played with the loungers and had to shoot one before he got out.

When he did get out he had to fight a whole bunch of Mexicans an' even potted their marshal, who had di' drop on him.

Then he returned and visited the marshal about a month later, took his gun away from him an' then cut th' cards to see if he was a prisoner or not.

He's a shore funny cuss." The tenderfoot gasped his amazement.

"Are you not fooling with me ?" He asked.
"Tell him yu came after that five hundred dollars reward and see," answered Red goodnaturedly.
"Holy smoke!" shouted Waffles as Hopalong won his sixth consecutive pot.
"Did yu ever see such luck ?" Frenchy grinned and some time later raked in his third.