"'This is how we does,' says Jack. 'Me an' Tutt an' deceased--which
last is Jaybird all right enough--is ensconced behind a p'int of
rocks. Jaybird's got his blanket wropped, 'round him so he looks
like a savage. It ain't long when we-alls hears the tenderfoot
comin' down the canyon; it's likely he's half-mile away. He's
runnin' onto us at a road-gait; an' when he's about two hundred
yards off Jaybird turns out a yell to make you shiver, shakes a load
or two outen his gun, goes surgin' out from 'round the p'int of
rocks, an' charges straight at this onthinkin' tenderfoot. It is due
to trooth to say, me an' Tutt follows this Jaybird's suit, only not
so voylent as to whoops.
"'Does it scare up the tenderfoot? Well, it shorely alarms him a
heap. He takes Jaybird for an Injun an' makes no question; which the
same is nowise strange; I'd took him for a savage myse'f, only,
bein' in the deal that a-way I knows it's Jaybird. So, as I remarks,
it horrifies the tenderfoot on end, an' at the first sight of
Jaybird he whirls his pony an' lights out up that valley like
antelope.
"'Nacherally we-alls follows; Jaybird leadin', a-whoopin', an' a-
shootin', an' throwin' no end of sperit into it.
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