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boy and I did ; but it ran away with him and 

 broke his leg! He was here for a month. I 

 guess he didn t mind it though.&quot; Of this I 

 was less certain, forlorn little Medora being 

 a &quot;busted&quot; cow-town, concerning which I once 

 heard another of my men remark, in reply to 

 an inquisitive commercial traveler: &quot;How 

 many people lives here? Eleven counting 

 the chickens when they re all in town!&quot; 



My foreman continued: &quot;By George, there 

 was something that professor said afterward 

 that made me feel hot. I sent word up to him 

 by Foley s boy that seein as how it had come 

 out we would n t charge him nothin for the 

 rig; and that professor he answered that he 

 was glad we were showing him some sign of 

 consideration, for he d begun to believe he d 

 fallen into a den of sharks, and that we gave 

 him a runaway team a purpose. That made 

 me hot, calling that a runaway team. Why, 

 there was one of them horses never could have 

 run away before; it had n t never been druv 

 but twice! and the other horse maybe had run 

 away a few times, but there was lots of times 

 he had n t run away. I esteemed that team 

 full as liable not to run away as it was to run 

 away,&quot; concluded my foreman, evidently 

 deeming this as good a warranty of gentleness 



