Even the gambling-hall houses and the dance-halls closed in our honor.

The next day we moved into our little house.

That night there was a veritable fusillade of revolver shots outside the window.
"What is that ?" asked Mrs.Cody.
"Just a serenade," I said.
"Are yon firing blank cartridges ?" "No.

If it became known that revolvers were loaded with blank cartridges around here we would soon lose some of our most valued citizens.

Everybody in town, from the police judge to dishwashers, carries a pistol." "Why ?" "To keep law and order." That puzzled my wife.