Water was scarce and the horse soon too lame to ride. Why, Sheriff Johnson, Augustus said. He went back and rummaged in his saddlebag, bringing out a large needle. I doubt anyone's trailed cattle this far west of Dodge.
I told him it should come off. Occasionally they would fire a shot his way, hoping to get lucky. Why, they light up the sky, Augustus said. Yet there it was, and from time to time it shoved into his brain.
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