' Whatever does Billy do? Paints for war
prompt an' enthoosiastic, takes his gun, an' the way he stampedes
an' scatters them marauders don't bother him a bit.
"But while, as I states, this yere trick of makin' war-med'cine
which 'Doby an' Billy has, an' schedoolin' trouble for folks who
comes projectin' 'round invadin' of the other's rights, mebby is a
heap habit, I gleans from it the idee likewise that onder the
surface they holds each other in esteem to a p'int which is
romantic.
"Doby an' Billy lives on for a year after 'Doby plugs Billy in the
laig, keepin' wide apart an' not speakin'. Willyum is got so he puts
in most of his nights an' all of his days with Billy; which the
spectacle of Billy packin' Willyum about camp nights is frequent.
'Doby never 'pears to file no protest; I reckons he looks on it as a
fore-ordained an' hopeless play. However, Billy's a heap careful of
Willyum's morals, an' is shorely linin' him up right.
"Once a new barkeep in the dance-hall allows he'll promote Willyum's
feelin's some with a spoonful of nose-paint.
"'No, you don't,' says Billy, plenty savage; 'an' since the matter
comes up I announces cold that, now or yereafter, the first gent who
saws off nose-paint on Willyum, or lays for the morals of this
innocent infant to corrupt 'em, I'll kill an' skelp him so shore as
I packs gun or knife.
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