"Aw—y-a-s—I smell the fwagwance of the pines, and I feel sleepy when——"
"You've struck it, my dear sir—that's what every one says—they always feel sleepy on first coming out—but you'll overcome that in time—it's a wide-awake country, you will find."
"You have wesided some time in Colowado, y-a-s?"
"Well, y-e-s, so, so—a few years, long enough to become acquainted with the ways of the country. I came out to see about certain little mining interests," he continued in a burst of confidence, "and was detained longer than I expected, and now, I could not be induced to go anywhere else to live."
There was an air of firmness in this avowal of attachment that carried conviction with it.
"You are intawested in mines—y-a-s?"
"Slightly—enough to occupy my leisure time, that is all."
From the manner of the man he might have owned the State, exclusive of the mines.
"I have one nice little piece of property over in Dead Man's Gulch, I think of developing some day."