The Man From The Bitter Roots - Page 191/191

"Hells catoots!" he muttered gruffly, "Seems like sometimes in this world things happen as they ort." And then, Ore City to the contrary, he demonstrated that he had both presence of mind and tact, for he shouted to Burt in a voice that would have carried a mile on a still night--"Hi! Old Man! Come out and help me with this horse. Sounds like he's down agin and chokin' hisself."