The ol' woman remember she hear little cry in night, an' when a girl live my hotel tell her she saw Pepe diggin' in garden, she talk and talk, an' by 'n' by police come, an' fin' babee under rose-bush.

" "Did you do any good at Forty Mile?" "Not enough to turn my head, so I tried the Koyukukand other diggins too.

Now, I wonder if I was a young, bow-legged cow-puncher with kind of curly hair and lookin' fierce and noble, and they was a gal whose daddy was plumb lonesome for company, and I was to get notice from the boss that I was to vamose the diggin's and go to work,now, I wonder who'd ride twenty miles of trail to talk up for me?" "Why, I would!"