"Yu hab this un. Me got two. Me keep new un, mebby so. "Then he
loosened his belt and drank long and deep.

A shadow darkened the doorway and Hopalong limped in. Spying By-and-
by pushing the bottle into his mouth, while Red Connors propped him,
he grinned and took out five silver dollars, which he jingled under
By-and-by's eyes, causing that worthy to lay aside the liquor and
erratically grab for the tantalizing fortune.

"Not yet, sabe?" said Hopalong, changing the position of the money.
"If yu wants to corral this here herd of simoleons yu has to ride a
cayuse what Red bet me yu can't ride. Yu has got to grow on that there
saddle and stayed growed for five whole minutes by Buck's ticker. I
ain't a-goin' to tell yu he's any saw-horse, for yu'd know better, as
yu reckons Red wouldn't bet on no losin' proposition if he knowed
better, which same he don't. Yu straddles that four-laigged cloudburst
an' yu gets these, sabe? I ain't seen th' cayuse yet that yu couldn't
freeze to, an' I'm backin' my opinions with my moral support an' one
month's pay.

By-and-by's eyes began to glitter as the meaning of the words sifted
through his befuddled mind. Ride a horse-five dollars- ride a five-
dollars horse-horses ride dollars-then he straightened up and began to
speak in an incoherent jumble of Sioux and bad English. He, the mighty
rider of the Sioux; he, the bravest warrior and the greatest hunter;
could he ride a horse for five dollars? Well, he rather thought he
could. Grasping Red by the shoulder, he tacked for the door and
narrowly missed hitting the bottom step first, landing, as it
happened, in the soft dust with Red's leg around his neck. Somewhat
sobered by the jar, he stood up and apologized to the crowd for Red