He was a Princeton man once upon a time.
"It don't make no difference about the frappy part," said Curly, "just so she gets _cold_ enough.

I reckon I savvy wine some.

I never was up the trail, not none! No, I reckon not! Huh ?" We agreed on Curly's worldliness cheerfully; indeed, agreed cheerfully that all the world was a good place and all its inhabitants were everything that could be asked.

Life was young and fresh and strong.
The spell of Heart's Desire was upon us all that Christmas Day.
"Now," said Curly, dropping easily into the somewhat vague position of host, when McKinney had finally placed his platter of screeching hot steaks upon the table.

"Now, then, grub pi-i-i-i-le!" He sang the summons loud and clear, as it has sounded on many a frosty morning or sultry noon in many a corner of the range.