Nacherally after sayin' "howdy!" to the little
Sanders girl, an' applaudin' of her progeny--which it looks like he
fully endorses that a-way--this yere Captain gent hits the trail for
Nashville, where his wife's been keepin' camp an' waitin' for him
all the time."'
CHAPTER XXIII.
PINON BILL'S BLUFF.
"This narrative is what you-all might call some widespread," said
the Old Cattleman, as he beamed upon me, evidently in the best of
humors. "It tells how Pinon Bill gets a hoss on Jack Moore; leaves
the camp bogged up to the saddle-girths in doubt about who downs
Burke; an' stakes the Deef Woman so she pulls her freight for the
States.
"Pinon Bill is reckoned a hard game. He's only in Wolfville now an'
then, an' ain't cuttin' no figger in public calc'lations more'n it's
regarded as sagacious to pack your gun while Pinon Bill's about.
"No; he don't down no white men no one ever hears of, but thar's
stories about how he smuggles freight an' plunder various from
Mexico, an' drives off Mexican cattle, an' once in awhile stretches
a Mexican himse'f who objects to them enterprises of Pinon Bill's;
but thar's nothin' in sech tales to interest Americans, more'n to
hear 'em an' comment on 'em as plays.
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