PAINTED ROCK
the two toughs was dead, havin' come to words as to whether Painted Rock was a poorer town in spirit than some other town they'd been playin' up in, which was very trying to hear, but I was disabled with a stab in my right arm. And they actuly shot each other, and the argument was undecided. But, as I was sayin', Green nominated Ginger as his successor, and there was a party for him, the women bein' keen on him I must say. But his rival, who was named Keeley, had a large followin' like'ise, and if it had come to votes it would have been a narrow squeak as to which came out on top. However, there was no real votin' on it, and it was through me there wasn't. For when poor old Green was done up at San Antone by Ben Thompson, that met his fate in —84 at the hands of King Fisher and M'Coy, me and Ginger pooled our brains, so to speak, and it was me that got him in. You see, Ginger was from Mizzoura, and Keeley was Texas to the finger-tips, and that was agin Ginger. And the women made the men jealous mebbe. Anyhow, as I said to Ginger,
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