Frank N. Stratton

“ I can feel that birch yet. I reckon old Mac’s dead now.”
“Died in the harness. His last words were ‘Omnia Gallia.’ Remember how Anne used to cry whenever he’d wallop you? I often joke her about it yet.” ”

“ When Somers pulled himself up into the saddle the foreman delivered a parting admonition:
“If th’ trouble’s on when you reach th’ pass, better not ride too close. Mr. Fielding wouldn’t have Dixie hurt for half th’ ranch. Wouldn’t ride him hisself for fear he might get crippled in th’ muss.”
There being no evidence of “trouble”—past, present or prospective—when Somers reached the pass, he tethered the roan securely up a little ravine and climbed to a point where he could witness the approach of the chase—provided Sonora Jack had not disobligingly changed his course. ”

“ Fielding was mighty sorry you didn’t get here in time to go. Thought mebbe a man hunt would be somethin’ new for you—kind o’ brace you up.”
Somers mentally agreed that the hunting of men, though rather strenuous for an invalid, might prove a novel and exciting diversion from the monotonous pursuit of dollars. ”