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[Delmonico]

As sSlim rides into camp, Delmonico comes out of the dugout, still grumpy from the stupid cold from hell, more grumpy than usual.  Here's some bread and some cheese and some bolonga, ya can have a samwhich, I ain't felt like cookin' fer over a week.  

[Silver Creek Slim]

"Sounds good ta me. I found the cattle and drove them back, but they busted the fence. So, I'm gonna hitch up a team ta the wagon and go fix the fence, after I eat some grub." Slim takes the grub from Delmonico, pours some coffee, and sits by the fire to eat.

[Silver Creek Slim]

Slim gets up from the fire. "Delmonico, I think you gave me your cold." Slim hitches the team to the wagon and loads it with the stuff to fix the fence. He starts the team toward the break in the fence. "I should be back about sundown."

[Delmonico]

Feelin' bad that Slim is runnin' the ranch all by himself and has not had a good meal in over a week, Delmonico works the rest of the afternoon fixin' a wonderful meal.  When Slim does not ride in at sundown, Delmonico figgers he's really workin' hard and will be in soon, so he keeps supper warm.  Fourty eight hours later supper is nothin' but a dried out over cooked mess and Delmonico realizes Slim has lied and has slipped back to Wissyconsion again fer the weekend.   

Delmonico starts to figger out an idea to get even with Slim fer the ruined supper.

[Joyce (AnnieLee)]

The yellow dog sidles up to Delmonico, a hopeful look in his eyes. He obviously doesn't care if the food is dried out, he hasn't had a good meal in a week, either.



AnnieLee

[Delmonico]

Here ya go Yaller Dog, can you come up with an idea as to how to get Slim.  I got a good one.  Delmonico whispers inta the dogs ear and gets a good tail wag.

[Silver Creek Slim]

Slim walks into camp barefooted and plops down next to the fire. "I was ambushed and the herd was stolen. They took the wagon and team. They took my boots and tied me to a fence post. I finally got untied and walked the 5 miles here."

[Joyce (AnnieLee)]

The yellow dog takes pity on poor Slim and brings over a chunk of the dried up mess, dropping it on Slim's foot.

[Delmonico]

Delmonico notices there are no thorns in Slim's feet that he has walked 5 miles accross the sandhills in.   (Go back a few pages and read about all the thorn's in the sandhills)

[Silver Creek Slim]

Slim pats the yellar dawg on the head, reaches down and gives the chuck of dried up mess back to the yellar dawg. "Thanks, yellar dawg, but I will just have some coffee right now." Slim pour himself some coffee and just sits and sips it.

[Silver Creek Slim]

Delmonico notices there are no thorns in Slim's feet that he has walked 5 miles accross the sandhills in.   (Go back a few pages and read about all the thorn's in the sandhills)

Slim is part Injun so his feet have thick, hard soles. 

[Delmonico]

Delmonico knows though, that even the Indians out in that region wore mocasins with rawhide soles to protect their feet from the thorns.

[Silver Creek Slim]

You are sure trying to make it hard for me. 

[Joyce (AnnieLee)]

You are sure trying to make it hard for me. 

It's a tough job (like Slim's feet) but somebody's gotta do it.

AnnieLee

[Silver Creek Slim]

Slim was walking on air? 

[Joyce (AnnieLee)]

Maybe he tied pieces of the fence post to his feet like Dutch clogs?





AnnieLee

[Silver Creek Slim]

Yeah! That's it! He whittled clogs out of some broken fence posts with his pocket knife.

[Joyce (AnnieLee)]

Okie, so why did he show up at the camp, barefoot?


Hmm, hmmm???

AnnieLee

[Delmonico]

Delmonico sits quiet, cause him and the Yallar Dog have a plan, an evil plan.

[Silver Creek Slim]

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