"Gi' me a long distinct contact between sedimentary and igneous rocks, an' I'll sink a shaft without ever SEEING 'color.'" The dentist put his huge chin in the air.

"Gold is where you find it," he returned, doggedly.
"Well, it's my idea as how pardners ought to work along different lines," said Cribbens.

He tucked the corners of his mustache into his mouth and sucked the tobacco juice from them.

For a moment he was thoughtful, then he blew out his mustache abruptly, and exclaimed: "Say, Carter, le's make a go of this.

You got a little cash I suppose--fifty dollars or so ?" "Huh?
Yes--I--I--" "Well, I got about fifty.