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If you're jerkline skinners that have followed railroad work you ought to've heard o' Jerkline Jo. Usta be monakered 'Gypo Jo." "We're not railroaders," said Mr. Tweet glibly. "We're from Mendocino County the big woods you know. But we can skin 'em for Jerkline Jo or any other man." "I'll take a chance," said the clerk briskly.

"It usta be over there, but it's burnt down." Pauline's face fell. "Well, this is certainly stupid," she exclaimed. "Of course it isn't Weston Street; it's Weston Place, as the letter says." "But my 'City Guide' ain't got no such place in it, miss," answered the chauffeur. "Well, I'll go back to, the hotel," she said dejectedly.

"Like that they usta call you when you was innocent, I mean." To this P. Sybarite made no response; and George subsided into morose reflections. It irked him sore to remember he had been worsted by the meek little slip of a bookkeeper trotting so quietly at his elbow.

As I was sayin', I built my first cabin at The Forks a sort o' peek-a-boo cabin it was, where the wolves usta come an' look in at nights. Well, I usta look out through the same holes. I had the advantage o' usin' language, an' I reckon we was about equal scared. There was no wife or kid in those days."

"Never yeh mind about the licker. I c'n reg'late my own drinks to suit me. Mebbe I got more'n a ride a-comin' to me 'fore tonight's over." The bartender eyed him questioningly: "You usta win 'em all buckin', an' ropin', an' " "Yes, I usta!" sneered the other. "An' I could now if it wasn't fer that Texas son of a ! Fer three years hand runnin' he's drug down everything he's went into.

"Good evening," returned the girl. "But, you needn't to have gone to the trouble of bringing a horse just to ride that little way." "'Twasn't no trouble, mom, an' he's woman broke. I figured yeh wouldn't have no ridin' outfit along so I loant a sideways saddle offen a friend of mine which his gal usta use before she learnt to ride straddle. The horse is hern, too, an' gentle as a dog.

He was a gossipy soul, and more than once his tongue had got him into trouble. "You was sayin' " suggested the cowboy. " that they're good spenders, as the fellow says," amended the bartender, to be on the safe side. "When I usta know 'em they had a mighty cute little trick pony name was Chiquito, seems to me. Ever hear 'em mention it?" "They was fussin' about that horse to-day.

"Well, she says, Chickens that is hatched in June jess stand 'round in the hot sun an' sleep themselves to death. So, as you was born in June, you'll jess be a sleepy head." "My mother belonged to Sammy Duvall, the father o' little Sam Duvall who died not long ago. Little Sam usta be town marshall here and a guard at the pen over at Frankfort.

'Course," Jeems looked at them apologetically, "it soun's sorta silly, but when Gran'pappy tol' yo' things yo' kinda believed 'em. So aftah he died Ah usta come huntin' heah too. An' then when Ah opened the chest and foun' these " From his breast pocket he drew a wash-leather bag and opened it. He held out to Val a chain of gold mesh ending in a carnelian carved into a seal.