The road's away west of the Missouri now, and my letter comes from the very last station, at the head of the track." "So ?" said the Judge.

"Well, that ought to be far enough, sure, if you go clean to the jumping-off place.

Goin' to leave your sweetheart behind you, eh ?" Franklin laughed.

"Well, I don't need face that hardship," said he, "for I haven't any sweetheart." "Ought to have," said the judge.

"You're old enough.