48 LIFE IN THE FAB WEST 



I'm alone." 



" Alone ? Wagh ! how do you get your animals 

 along ? " 



" I go ahead, and they follow the horse." 



" Well, that beats all ! That's a smart-looking hos 

 now ; and runs some, I'm thinking." 



"Well, it does." 



"Whar's them mules from? They look like Californy." 



" Mexican country away down south." 



" H ! Whar's yourself from ? " 



" There away, too." 



" What's beaver worth in Taos ? " 



" Dollar." 



" In Saint Louiy ? " 



" Same/' 



" H ! Any call for buckskin 1 " 



" A heap ! The soldiers in Santa Fe are half froze 

 for leather ; and mocassins fetch two dollars easy." 



" Wagh ! How's trade on Arkansa, and what's doin 

 to the Fort?" 



" Shians at Big Timber, and Bent's people trading 

 smart. On North Fork, Jim Waters got a hundred 

 pack right off, and Sioux making more/* 



" Whar's Bill Williams ? " 



" Gone under, they say : the Diggers took his hair." 



" How's powder goin 1 " 



" Two dollars a pint." 



" Bacca ? " 



" A plew a plug." 



" Got any about you ? " 



