They'll get yuh if they get a chancet; run off your horses, head yuh away from water--they're plumb MEAN!" "Well, now, I calc'late I know them Navvies putty tol'ble well," Applehead cut in.

"I've fit 'em comin' and goin'.

Why, my shucks! Ef I notched my gun for the Navvies I've got off an' on in the course uh my travels, she'd shore look like a saw-blade, now I'm tellin' yuh!" "Yes, an' yuh got a couple too many fer to go monkeyin' around on their groun' agin," the sheriff informed him bluntly.

"They ain't forgot the trip you made over there after Jose Martinez.

Best fer you to keep off'n that reservation, Applehead--and I'm speakin' as a friend." "As a friend you kin shet up," Applehead retorted pettishly.