ter complete.

"Will you gentlemen join me?" He asked, turning to Red and nodding at
the saloon. "I am very dry and much averse to drinking alone."

"Why, shore," responded Red heartily, wishing to put the stranger at
ease.

The game was running about even as they entered and Lefty Allen was
singing "The Insult," the rich tenor softening the harshness of the
surroundings.

I've swum th' Colorado where she's almost lost to view, I've braced
th' Jaro layouts in Cheyenne;

I've fought for muddy water with a howlin' bunch of Sioux, An'
swallowed hot tamales, an' cayenne.

I've rid a pitchin' broncho 'till th' sky was underneath, I've
tackled every desert in th' land;

I've sampled XXXX whiskey 'till I couldn't hardly see, An' dallied
with th' quicksands of the Grande.

I've argued with th' marshals of a half-a-dozen burgs, I've been
dragged free an' fancy by a cow;

I've had three years' campaignin' with th' fightin', bitin' Ninth,
An' never lost my temper 'till right now.

I've had the yaller fever an I've been shot full of holes, I've
grabbed an army mule plumb by its tail;

I've never been so snortin', really highfalutin' mad As when y'u up
an' hands me ginger ale!

Hopalong laughed joyously at a remark made by Waffles and the stranger
glanced quickly at him. His merry, boyish face, underlined by a
jaw showing great firmness and set with an expression of aggressive
self-reliance, impressed the stranger and he remarked to Red, who
lounged lazily near him, that he was surprised to see such a face on so
young a man and he asked who the player was.

"Oh, his name's Hopalong Cassidy," answered Red. "He's di' cuss that
raised that ruction down in Mexico last spring. Rode his cayuse in a
saloon and played with the loungers and had to shoot one before he got
out. When he did get out he had to fight a whole bunch of Mexicans an'
even potted their marshal, who had di' drop on him. Then he returned and
visited the marshal about a month later, took his gun away from him
an' then cut th' cards to see if he was a prisoner or not. He's a shore
funny cuss."

The tenderfoot gasped his amazement. "Are you not fooling with me?" He
asked.

"Tell him yu came after that five hundred dollars reward and see,"
answered Red goodnaturedly.

"Holy smoke!" shouted Waffles as Hopalong won his sixth consecutive pot.
"Did yu ever see such luc