m-o-n-e-y

Updated: June 20, 2025

He had a way of coming to my left elbow, and, in a particularly virtuous tone, calling my attention to the fact that I had left several loose bills in my pockets. Rankin was that honest I often told him he would land behind the bars as an embezzler some day. But Rankin had done it this time, for fair; tucked away in a pocket of the waistcoat was money real, legal, lawful tender m-o-n-e-y!

B. M. Bower - The Range Dwellers