He never changes none.

Time and years don't mean nothin' to Drew.
He started bein' a man when most of us is in short pants; he'll keep on bein' a man till he goes out.

He ain't got many friends--real ones--but I don't know of any enemies, neither.

All the time he's been on the range Drew has never done a crooked piece of work.

Every decent man on the range would take his word ag'in'-- well, ag'in' the Bible, for that matter." They reached the barn at the end of this encomium, and Bard unsaddled his horse.