And a couple of big whisky--" "Them there whisky bar'ls I bought and used fer water bar'ls till I got my well bored.

Luck kin mind the time when we hauled water on a sled outa the arroyo down below." Applehead's eyes turned anxiously to Rosemary, toward whom he was beginning to show a timidly worshipful attitude.
"You bet I can.

Do you remember the time we hitched that big bronk up with old Wall-eye, to haul water?
Got back here a little ways beyond the stable with two barrels sloshing over the top, and the cat--not this one, but a black-and-white cat, that was--the cat jumped out from behind a buck brush.

_Hot dog!_ That bronk went straight in the air! Remember that time ?" Luck leaned back in his chair to laugh.
"I shore do," Applehead chuckled.

"Luck, here, he was walkin' behind the sled and drivin',--and he wasn't as big as he is now, even.