Yu just wait 'til this rustler business is roped, an' branded, an' yu'll see me eddicate that blessed scrapheap into eatin' grass again." He swiped Billy's shirt th' other day--took it right off th' corral wall, where Billy's left it to dry.

Then, seeing Buck raise his eyebrows, he explained: "Shore, he washed it again.

That makes three times since last fall." The proprietor laughed and pushed out the ever-ready bottle, but Hopalong shoved it aside and told the reason: "Ever since I was up to K.
C.I've been spoiled.

I'm drinkin' water an' slush." "For Pete's sake, has any more of yu fellers been up to K.C. ?" queried the proprietor in alarm.
"Shore: Red an' Billy was up there, too." responded Hopalong.

"Red's got a few remarks to shout to yu about yore pain-killer.