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Pardaloe goes out to the bunk-house; I sits down to my supper, alone, with Bunny at the stove. All of a sudden who comes a-trippin' in from the front of the house but Nan. I jumped up as strong as I could, but I was too cold and stiff to jump up real strong. She seen me, but didn't pay no attention. I dropped my spoon on the floor.
And that there lion sure won't lead. He's dead." "'Way high up in the Mokiones," chanted Bailey. "'A-trippin' down the slope'!" laughed Pete. "And we ain't got no rope. But say, Jim, can't we kind of hang him acrost your saddle and steady him down to the flats?" "I'll see what I can do with the tie-strings. I'll hold Frisco. You go ahead and heave him up."
"'Way high up in the Mokiones, among the mountain-tops, A lion cleaned a yearlin's bones and licked his thankful chops, When who upon the scene should ride, a-trippin' down the slope," "Doggone the slope!" blurted Pete as he stubbed his toe on a rock. But when he reached Concho his eyes had cleared.
"Aye, the immortal is a-trippin' it i' the New Jeroosalem: but the mortal was very lamentably took wi' a fit, three days back the same day, young man, as thou earnest wi' thy bloody threats." "A fit?" "Aye, sir, an' verily such a fit as thou thysel' witness'd. 'Twas the third attack an' he cried, 'Oh! he did, an' 'Ah! just like that. 'Oh! an' then 'Ah! Such were his last dyin' speech.
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