-which I wants to say right yere, Doc Peets is the ablest gent I
ever sees--an' the little Sue girl has to take it.

"Which this money lets her out right, an' she cries an' thanks us,
an' the next day she takes the stage for Tucson. We're thar to say
'good-by' an' wish the little Sue girl luck.

"'Adios,' says Peets, takin' off his hat to her; 'it ain't down on
the bills none, but if you-all could manage to kiss this yere outfit
once apiece, Miss, it would be regarded. You needn't be afraid. Some
of 'em looks a little off, but they're all right, an' b'ar huggin'
is barred.'

"So the little Sue girl begins with Enright an' kisses us all, a-
sobbin' meantime some free. As the affection proceeds, Cherokee
sorter shoves back an' allows he'll pass.

"'Not any pass!' says Enright. 'Any gent who throws off on that thar
little Sue girl, she willin', needn't look for any luck but
lynchin'.'

"'That settles it,' says Cherokee, 'I saloots this yere lady.'

"So he ups an' kisses the little Sue girl like she's a hot flat-
iron, an' backs into the crowd.

"'Cherokee makes me tired,' says Peets, who's ridin' herd on the
play. When it comes his turn he kisses her slow an' rapturous, an'
is contemptuous of Cherokee.