with my hard head. So I reckon we'll let it slide as it is. Now
you straddle that cayuse of yours and come along with me and I'll
show you some rattling colts."




The Golden Ford

Reddy was on the station platform, walking up and down, looking
about him anxiously. We caught sight of each other at the same
time.

"Hi, there!" said he and jumped for me. "Gad-dog your little
hide!" he cried as he put my right hand in line for a pension. "I
thought I was booked to go without saying good-bye to you--you got
the note I pinned on your shack?"

"Sure."

"Well, there's time for a chin before the choo-choo starts--thought
I'd be early, not savvying this kind of travelling a great deal.
Darned if you ain't growed since I saw you--getting fat, too!
Well, how's everything? I didn't say nothing to the other boys
about pulling my freight, as I wanted to go sober for once. You
explain to 'em that old Red's head ain't swelled, will you? Seems
kind of dirty to go off that way, but I'm bound for God's country
and the old-time folks, and somehow I feel that I must cut the
budge out of it. 'Nother thing is I'm superstitious, as you may or
may not have noticed, and I believe if you try the same game twicet