rge of bein'
niggards, if you-all Red Dogs wants to bring deceased over yere, our
entire lay-out is at your disposal. Allowin' you can find your own
sky-pilot, we stands ready to not only let you have our hearse, but
furnish you likewise with moosic from the Bird Cage Op'ry House,
cha'rs from the dance hall, the Noo York store to hold serv'ces in, to
say nothin' to considerin' you-all as our guests from soda to hock,
with every Red Light thing said term implies.'

"'Also,' observes Peets, who, from his place at Enright's elbow, is
ridin' circumspect herd on the play--'also, we presents you-all,
without money an' without price, a sepulcher in our buryin' ground on
Boot Hill.'

"This yere last provokes a storm of protest, the Red Dog del'gation
takin' turns exposchoolatin'. But Enright an' the Doc stands ca'mly
pat.

"'Which now,' says the Red Dog chief, an' his tones is bitter--'which
now I begins to ketch onto your plot. You savvys as well as I do that
old Holt don't ought to go into your pile at all. He belongs in our
pile--to Red Dog's pile. An' let me reemind you intriguers that Red
Dog owns its own cem'tery over in Headboard Hollow, an' ain't askin'
graveyard odds of any outfit west of the Spanish Peaks. This is a fine
idee,' he concloods, turnin' sneerin'ly to his cohorts; 'not content
with tryin' to grab off these yere obs'quies, they're brazenly
manooverin' to purloin the corpse.'

"At these contoomelius reemarks Boggs, Tutt, Moore an' Cherokee takes
to edgin' to the fore, but Enright reepresses 'em with a admon'tory
wave of his hand.

"'Gents,' he says, to the Red Dog hold-ups, 'as vis'tors, even though
se'f-invited, you're entitled to courtesy. But thar's a limit goes
with courtesy even, an' you-all mustn't press it.'

"This last sets the Red Dog outfit back on its apol'getic ha'nches,
an' after a few more footile but less insultin' bluffs, they retires
to consult. The wind-up is that they yields to Enright's terms,
incloosive of Boot Hill, an' after libatin' at the Red Light they
canters off to freight over old Holt, so's to be ready to hold the
fooneral next day.

"As I looks back to them prep'rations thar's no denyin' that as a
fooneral director the Turner person proves himse'f plumb cap'ble of
gettin' thar with the goods. Once he reeceives the word, everything
goes off as measured an' steady as the breathin' of a sleepin' child.
Even the Red Dog chief is moved to softer views, as gents frequent be