THE train passed Shelbyville in the course of the afternoon and halted on a switch. Tired of reading, Si was standing at the door of the car, looking out over the country and trying to identify places they had passed or camped at during the campaign of the previous Summer. Suddenly his far-seeing eyes became fixed on the intervals in the trees on the farthest hill-top. Without turning his head he called Shorty in a tone which made that worthy lose all interest in his inevitable pack of cards and spring to his side. Without speaking, Si pointed to the sky-line of the eminence, against which moving figures sketched themselves.
"I'll put up a $10 bill agin one o' the guns, play you two out o' three for it, learn you the tricks, and give you back the money if I win," said Shorty desperately."You don't know any nice young men."
MRS. G.: Who, the people with guns? Well, nobody lets them, not just like that. It's just like we only found out about it now.Si was so delighted at getting Pete back unhurt that he did not have the heart to reply to the engineer's gibes."Orderly, we need some more cartridges," suggested Shorty.
