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Updated: June 28, 2025
Hoker, ther saloon keeper, was tryin' ter tell me how you had some fun with 'em an' made 'em understand that they couldn't do as they pleased. But I was so anxious ter git over here an' see yer that I didn't pay much attention. I s'pose I'll have a chance ter talk to yer after supper?" "Oh, yes. We'll take a walk over to the saloon. I'll ask the cowboys about the outlaws of Forbidden Pass, too."
But he found that everything seemed swimming around him, and dark spots were pursuing each other before his eyes. The floor seemed to heave like the deck of a ship at sea. He put out his hand to grasp something, and then he was struck again. Once more Rattleton's arms kept Frank from going down. "This is no square deal!" Harry shouted. "By the poly hoker I mean the holy poker!
"Hello, boys!" he called out, familiarly. "How are you all? I took a notion to ride over to-night through Forbidden Pass. I did not let the notion get out of my head, and came right away. How is business, anyway?" Several of the men hastened to shake hands with him, and soon a lively conversation was taking place. "So yer come through ther pass, eh?" observed Hoker, after there came a lull.
The miners were all at work by this time, so there was no one there but Hoker and the man he had to help him. They were both busy cleaning up the place when the Chinaman entered, but they greeted him cordially. "Where's Young Wild West?" asked Hoker, though he well knew that he had started out to go through Forbidden Pass.
Just then Cap Roche happened to set eyes on Hop Wah, who was sitting at a table, showing half a dozen miners some tricks with a pack of cards. "Hello! You've got a heathen here, eh?" he exclaimed. "When did he strike here!" "Late this afternoon, Cap," answered Hoker. "He's a great Chinee, too. He's a sleight-of-hand feller, an' he kin handle dice an' cards any way he wants ter.
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