Well, perhaps after all something like that would be the best way to get rid of him.

I don't believe the people in this civilized section of country would stand for any night-riding business like they did in the Kentucky tobacco district; or such a thing as that tar and feather picnic.

So go on and tell me your scheme." "Well," Hugh continued, "you could hardly call it by such a name as yet, because the idea is hardly more than half hatched.

But when he told me about the way the bad men used to shake at mention of that brave marshal's very name, and I saw him doing something along the same order, why, I began to figure out that if only Brother Lu could be made to believe Marshal Hastings was here from Texas, looking for _somebody_ he meant to take back with him, why, he might get such a bad scare he'd skip by the light of the moon between days, and never, never come back again." Thad gave his chum a vigorous pound on the back that made the other wince; but then he was accustomed to taking things of this nature from expressive Thad.
"Oh! that sounds good to me, Hugh!" he burst out with.

"I honestly believe you are getting close to a bully scheme that may pan out firstclass.