"Yes there is! And that there colony is goin' to be us, and don't you forget it.
It's time I was doin' somethin' fer that there boy uh mine, by cripes! And soon as we git that fence strung I'm goin' to hit the trail fer the nearest land office.

Honest to grandma, if Andy's lyin' it's goin' to be the prof't'blest lie HE ever told, er anybody else.

I don't care a cuss about whether them dry-farmers is fixin' to light here or not.

That there land-pool looks good to ME, and I'm comin' in on it with all four feet!" Big Medicine was nothing less than a human land slide when once he threw himself into anything, be it a fight or a frolic.

Now he blocked the way to the door with his broad shoulders and his big bellow and his enthusiasm, and his pale, frog-like eyes fixed their protruding stare accusingly upon the reluctant ones.
"Cal, you git up there and git that plat and bring it here," he ordered.
"And fer criminy sakes git that table cleared off, Patsy, so's't we kin have a place to lay it! What's eatin' on you fellers, standin' around like girls to a party, waitin' fer somebody to come up and ast you to dance! Ain't you got head enough to see what a cinch we got, if we only got sense enough to play it! Honest to grandma you make me sick to look at yuh! Down in Conconino County the boys wouldn't stand back and wait to be purty-pleased into a thing like this.