"'No,' he says, after thinkin' a little, 'I never begs a stake yet,
an' I never will. Anyhow I sees another way which is better.'
"Countin' noses afterwards, it's probably this talk with Cherokee is
the last Slim Jim has before he breaks over into the hills on the
hunt for money. He goes afoot, too; for he don't own no pony, an' he
couldn't, as I explains previous, stay on him if he does.
"But he fixes himse'f with a Winchester which he gets from the
stage-company people themse'fs on a talk he makes about takin' some
reecreation with the coyotes, an' p'ints straight over into Rawhide
Canyon,--mebby it's six miles from camp. When the stage gets along
an hour later, this Slim Jim's made himse'f a mask with a
handkerchief, an' is a full-fledged hold-up which any express
company could be proud to down. Old Monte relates what happens in
the canyon, 'cause from where he's stuck up on the box he gets a
better view.
"'Yere's how this happens,' says Old Monte, while renooin' his yooth
with Red Light licker after he's got in. 'It's a little hazy in the
canyon, comin' evenin' that a-way, an' my eyes is watery with the
shootin' goin' on, an' I tharfore don't say I notes things none
minoote; but as near as I can, you gets the story.
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