"It's mine," exclaimed The 0skaloosa Kid, "and I want tobuy some eggs and water and ham and bacon and flourand onions and sugar and cream and strawberries andtea and coffee and a frying pan and a little oil stove,if you have one to spare, and--"

Jeb Case's jaw dropped and his eyes widened. "You'rein the wrong pasture, bub," he remarked feelingly. "What yer lookin' fer is Sears, Roebuck & Company."

The 0skaloosa Kid flushed up to the tips of his ears. "But can't you sell me something?" he begged.

"I might let ye have some milk an' eggs an' butter an'a leetle bacon an' mebby my ol' woman's got a loaf leftfrom her last bakin'; but we ain't been figgerin' on sup-plyin' grub fer the United States army ef that's what yewbe buyin' fer."