You stick by me an' I'll stick by you.

You shook on it, don't forgit that, young feller." Bud had forgotten, but he made haste to redeem his promise.

"Last Sunday, Pop, I had to play it alone.

To-day-well, if you want to make an honest dollar, you know what to do, don't you ?" "Sho! I'm bettin' on yore horse t'day, an' mind ye, I want to see my money doubled! But that there lameness in his left hind ankle--I don't see but what that kinda changes my opinion a little mite.

You shore he won't quit on ye in the race, now?
Don't lie to ole Pop, young feller!" "Say! He 's the gamest little horse in the state, Pop.