We'll go pardners on the proposition, an' we'll dally 'round the range yonder an' see what we can see.

What do you say ?" "Sure, sure," answered the dentist.
"Well, it's a go then, hey ?" "That's the word." "Well, le's have a drink on it." They drank with profound gravity.
They fitted out the next day at the general merchandise store of Keeler--picks, shovels, prospectors' hammers, a couple of cradles, pans, bacon, flour, coffee, and the like, and they bought a burro on which to pack their kit.
"Say, by jingo, you ain't got a horse," suddenly exclaimed Cribbens as they came out of the store.

"You can't get around this country without a pony of some kind." Cribbens already owned and rode a buckskin cayuse that had to be knocked in the head and stunned before it could be saddled.

"I got an extry saddle an' a headstall at the hotel that you can use," he said, "but you'll have to get a horse." In the end the dentist bought a mule at the livery stable for forty dollars.

It turned out to be a good bargain, however, for the mule was a good traveller and seemed actually to fatten on sage-brush and potato parings.