Olaf was the best man at Ty Jones had, from tys own standpoint.
Olaf had his leg wrapped around tys, and was bendin his back.
When a small outfit located on a nice piece o water, it paid em to be well out o tys neighborhood.
In a dream a feller is apt to do the foolest things imaginable, so I looked up into tys face and told him my true opinion.
Thes eyes rested on tys face most o the time, and he, too, noticed it bein a little less fierce than usual.
tys men had been losin their bullet-appetite for some time, and they took us to be genuwine reinforcements.
The grin had left tys face, and it had settled into black hate.
We all stayed silent for some time, an then tys voice said: Well, what kind of a settlement do you fellers want?
We had moved the wounded men over to the bunk-shack, and the woman was in tys bedroom.
The used to lay with his eyes fixed on tys face and a look of hopeless sadness in his own.