"Billy is a trifle previous with a gun himse'f, an' while the
Mexican is mighty abrupt, he gets none the best of Billy. Which the
outcome is the Mexican's shot plumb dead in his moccasins, while
Billy takes a small crease on his cheek, the same not bein' deadly.
Billy then confiscates the burros.
"'Which I plays 'em in for funeral expenses,' says Billy, an' is
turnin' of 'em into the corral by his camp jest as 'Doby comes
prancin' out with a six-shooter to take part in whatever game is
bein' rolled.
"When 'Doby sees Billy's signs that a-way, he's 'fected so he weeps
tears. He puts his hands on Billy's shoulder, an' lookin' at him,
while his eyes is swimmin', he says:
"'Billy, you-all is the thoughtfullest pard that ever lived.'
"'Doby throws so much soul into it, an' him givin' 'way to emotions,
it comes mighty near onhingin' Billy.
"'I knows I be,' he says, shakin' 'Doby by the hand for a minute,
'but, Old Man, you deserves it. It's comin' to you, an' you bet your
life you're goin' to get it. With some folks this yere would be
castin' pearls before swine, but not with you, 'Doby. You can
'preciate a play, an' I'm proud to be your partner.'
"The next few months goes on, an' 'Doby an' Billy keeps peggin' away
at their claims, an' gettin' drunk an' rich about equal.
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