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"Mornin', Miss Molly!" he began, his leathery face wrinkling in a slad ye're about well o'

that arrer wound I kerried a arrerhead under my shoulder blade sever'l

years oncet, ontel Preacher Whitht crawly

all the time till then

"Yes, I jest sorntered up couple hundred ettin' along--one thing er another"

Without ard to others, he now led Molly a little apart and

seated her on the sage beside him

"Will Banion and Bill Jackson has went on to Californy, Miss Molly,"

said he "You knohy"

Mollie nodded

"Ye'd orto! Ye told him"

"Yes, I did"

"I know Him an' me had a talk Owin' you an' me all he'll ever make,

he allowed to pay nothin'! Which is, admittin' he loves you, he don't

take no advice, ter finish that weddin' with another man substertuted

No, says he, 'I kain't marry her, because I love her!' says he Now,