goes to sleep while he's pesterin' with 'em, an' when the others tumbles to his game in the mornin', he's branded as 'Piñon Bill' ever more.
"When Jack hops out to round-up Piñon Bill, all he does is go into the street. The first thing he notes is this yere Piñon Bill's pony standin' saddled over by the O. K. House, like he plans to pull his freight.
"'Which that bronco standin' thar,' says Jack to Enright, 'makes it look like Texas calls the turn with them surmises.' An' it shorely does.
"This pony makes Jack's play plenty simple; all he does now is to sa'nter 'round the pony casooal like an' lay for Piñon Bill.
"Jack's too well brought up to go surgin' into rooms lookin' for Piñon Bill, where Jack's eyes comin' in outen the sun that a-way, can't see for a minute nohow, an' where Piñon Bill has advantages. It's better to wait for him outside.
"You-all saveys how it's done in the West. When a gent's needed you allers opens the game with a gun-play.
"'Hold up your hands!' says you, sorter indicatin' a whole lot at your prey with a gun.
"Which, by the way, if he don't enter into the sperit of the thing prompt an' p'int his paws heavenward an' no delay, you-all mustn't fall into no abstractions an' forget to shoot some. When you observes to a fellow-bein' that a-way:
