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Zip Foster wouldn't and I'm not going to!" and again he dashed his hat on the ground, thereby startling Billee's horse. "Say, why don't you get Zip Foster over to help chase the rustlers?" asked Dick, slyly nudging Nort. They had long been trying to get Bud to a "show down" on the identity of this mysterious personage.
After a few minutes spent in this silent entreaty, the oracle seemed to have sent forth its response; and Rube, returning the stopper to its place, came walking forward to the chief. "Billee's right, cap. If them Injuns must be fit, it's got to be did whur thur's rocks or timmer. They'd whip us to shucks on the paraira. That's settled. If so be, we can do it as easy as fallin' off a log.
And for my part, you are fully and freely forgiven, and here's where Patty takes up the theme." "I do," said Patty; "and I add my full and free forgiveness to Little Billee's and I invite you to come right back to Wistaria Porch and make us a long visit, as Alice Adams." "And we thank you, Miss Grayson," Farnsworth said, "for restoring our lost cousin, and at the same time giving us a new one!"
"It was a lot of shooting, according to the results," spoke Bud, as he watched Snake bandaging Billee's wound, for the cowboys carried a primitive first-aid kit. "I wonder if that meant anything?" "What do you mean?" asked Nort. But Bud did not answer.
"But she told the nurse you ordered the food prepared." "Yes. I may as well own up, Elise, that Azalea is not strictly truthful." "Why do you have her around? I think she's horrid!" "Well, you see, I got her here. To be sure, she is Little Billee's cousin, that is, second or third cousin, once or twice removed " "I wish she was removed from here, once, twice and all the time!" declared Elise.
Are you all here?" "All of us," answered Old Billee. "Come on, Four Eyes!" he cried. "Tumble out of your bunk. There's somethin' doin'!" "Four Eyes must have gone to bed early," said Bud to his cousins as they stood outside the tent. For Billee's call indicated that the spectacled cowboy had retired. "Hi!
Billee's one fault was his excessive good nature, while Joe was the very opposite, sour and introspective, with a perpetual snarl and a malignant eye. Buck received them in comradely fashion, Dave ignored them, while Spitz proceeded to thrash first one and then the other.
"Glorious!" agreed Mona, who had a mere pretence of a library in her own home. "I didn't know you were so literary, Patty." "Oh, I'm not. It's Little Billee's gigantic intellect that planned this room, and he's the power that keeps it going. Every week he sends up a cartload of new books " "Oh, come, now, Patty, I haven't bought a book for a fortnight!" laughed Farnsworth.
Patty was a wise and careful buyer. Only worth-while things were selected, not a miscellaneous collection of trumpery junk. So the result to date was charming furniture and appointments, but space for more when desired. Little Billee's taste, too, was excellent, and he and Patty nearly always agreed on their choice.
When Old Billee's wound had been further attended to, with the more adequate remedies kept in camp, there was a gathering of the "clan," so to speak, in the tent where the boys and their cowboy helpers usually ate. "Then you aren't going to chase over to where they drove off your cattle right away; is that it, Bud?" asked Snake. "I don't see any use," said the young western ranch lad.
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