“Get the galoot to urge the Bill, gal; and I'll make over half them phosphate beds to you. The Senate has already passed it.”

“I'll do my best, Uncle Silver Tip,” said Agnes Huntington. “Slippery Elm Benton loves me, and he cannot refuse his affianced wife his vote.”

“They'd hang him in Colorado if he did,” observed Uncle Silver Tip; “but see to it at once, gal; the fourth of March draws on apace. All must then be over, or all is lost.”