“I’mrightdistressed，“unseveredthegentleSoutherner，“we’venotadropintheoutfit。“
“Oh，drinkwithmeuptown！“criedScipio“I’mpleasedtodeathwithyu’。“
TheVirginianglancedwherethesaloonsstoodjustbehindthestation，andshookhishead。
“Why，itain’tabitfartowhiskeyfromhere！“urgedtheother，plaintively。“Stepdown，now。ScipioleMoyne’smyname。Yes，you’relookin’formybrassear-rings。Butthereain’tnoearringsonme。I’vebeenwhiteforahundredyears。Stepdown。
I’veaforty-dollarthirst。“