Then he added in his droll way, "Perhaps, though, it's from living in the open and sleeping in my clothes so long.

Talk about horses, I'd give my kingdom for a bath, a shave and a clean shirt.
I had begun to think that our old friend Nick never would brand another calf; that he had reformed, just to get even with me, you know.

By the way, Phil, you will be interested to know that Nick is the man who is really responsible for your happiness." "How ?" demanded Phil.
"Why, it was Nick who fired the shot that brought Kitty to her senses.
My partner there, Yavapai Joe, saw him do it.

If you people would like to thank my prisoner, I will permit it." When they had decided that they would deny themselves that pleasure, Patches said, "I don't blame you; he's a surly, ill-tempered beast, anyway.

Which reminds me that I must be about my official business, and land him in Prescott to-night.