deal.

"'That's right,' says Cherokee Hall, 'but of course it ain't goin'
to do to shoot Jim up none.'

"'I don't know,' says Jim; 'I stands quite a racket if I'm shore it
fetches her.'

"'What for a game,' says Cherokee, 'would it be to play like Jim's
shot? Wouldn't that make her come a-runnin' same as if it's shore
'nough?'

"'I don't see why not,' says Enright.

"Well, the idee gains ground like an antelope, an' at last gets to
be quite a conspir'cy. It's settled we plays it, with Dave Tutt to
do the shootin'.

"'An' we makes the game complete,' says Jack Moore, 'by grabbin'
Dave immediate an' bringin' of him before the committee, which
convenes all reg'lar an' deecorous in the Red Light for said
purpose. We-alls must line out like we're goin' to hang Dave for the
killin'; otherwise it don't look nacheral nohow, an' the lady
detects it's a bluff.'

"We gets things all ready, an' in the middle of the afternoon, when
Jennie is draggin' her lariat 'round loose an' nothin' much to do--
'cause we ain't aimin' to disturb her none in her dooties touchin'
them flapjacks an' salt hoss--we-alls assembles over in the New York
Store. As a preliminary step we lays Jim on some boxes, with a