“‘So I hiked out of that to a hill I see in the distance to think things over, and they was more’n plenty. Shaking my head to myself and thinking of what I had lost, I happened to look at my watch and found out I had near lost my lunch, for one thing; so I did the turn back to town at a good, easy lope. “‘Them young ladies that waited on the table took care of me in good shape. They called me “Grandpaw,” but it weren’t in no way sassy, and I give ’em a five-dollar gold-piece to get some of the green, blue, red and yeller flyabout things that gals like; and the men they was nice and polite to me, too, till, by and by, here comes a committee of five to wait on me, and explain I should oughter go back to jail. “‘Again it looked as if I should have to subdue some trouble, but only a minute. I showed them that the finish of their jail was ineveetible, if they kept sticking a man in who was bound and determined to carry off a hunk of their jail every time he wanted to come out again; and, more’n that, would feel it his bounden duty to shoot, and would shoot, and, as a matter of fact, _did_ shoot a hole through the hat of the most pushin’ of the crowd; and I simply says: “Instead of all this fuss and fiddle about nothing except them sentiments I wrote in your hotel-book, which seem to displease you, let us have a little treat.” “‘It is no use talking, there is plenty of good in everybody. We had that little treat, and they found out who I was, and, by-and-by, one feller says: “We have got you noosed as an inhabitant of this here town. Don’t you try to break away, but remember you have got your picket-pin in your own hands. Turn yourself loose, and please us all the more.” So that day was right pleasant and cheerful. “‘The town paper come out with a notice that the eminent citizen, “Long John,” alias “Texas Brown,” alias “Whipsaw Brown,” alias “Johnny-on-the-seven-spot Brown,” had been overtaken by the town of Abraham Lincoln, and that for the present the map of said town contained him as its most important business center. “‘The shops all shut up, and that town and me had a fly through space together that the citizens won’t forget for several weeks. But when I woke next morning, I says to myself: “This looks like the same old thing, whilst I came here hunting for peaceful domestic joys.” “‘So I got up in the cool of the morning with scarcely a pain in my head, and sails out to more retiring districts.