So I think you are like them rich mans in shows." Casey told her again that he was poor; but she couldn't have believed him,--not in the face of all the silk and sweets he had displayed.
"I am awful glad Jim is dead.

Now you have gave me the things.

We will go to Tonopah and you will buy a red automobile and we will ride in it.

And you will buy me lots of silk and rings.

I shall be a lady like a princess in a show." "Your mother has got something to say about that gold mine," Casey blurted desperately.