“I thought I’d tell you Peaceful Billy is at my place; and he’s there when you care to fetch him. Fine sunrise, ain’t it? Nice place to see it from. Nature’s better than pizen if you take her early.”

There was a strange gurgling sound of suppressed laughter.

“I say!” It was Abe again.

“Well?”

“Goat fat ’s mighty good for bruises! So long!”

“Darn you and your goat!” growled the chairman. “Boys, I vote we descend to business.”

We descended, and while we ate our breakfast the women of the house giggled till they almost choked.


Chapter Thirty.