"Set right down an' take it easy .-- Yes," to John, "I acknowledge that I signed that." He turned to the widow, who sat wiping her eyes with John's handkerchief.
"Yes, ma'am," he said, "It's as true as anythin' kin be.

I wouldn't no more fool ye, ye know I wouldn't, don't ye?
than I'd--jerk a hoss," he asseverated.

"Your place is clear now, an' by this time to-morro' the' won't be the scratch of a pen agin it.

I'll send the satisfaction over fer record fust thing in the mornin'." "But, Dave," protested the widow, "I s'pose ye know what you're doin'-- ?" "Yes," he interposed, "I cal'late I do, putty near.

You ast me why I done it, an' I'll tell ye if ye want to know.