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ts like a mountain lion。 I run down the hill； but I am excited and forget my axe。 I run down the hill； maybe from this door to that door； twenty feet or maybe thirty feet。 And it is nearly all finished for the dog。 His tongue is a long ways out； and his eyes like covered with cobwebs； but still he scratches the man's chest with his hind…feet and the man yow…yowls like a hen of the mountains。
〃What can I do？ I have forgotten the axe。 The man will kill the dog。 I look for a big rock。 There are no rocks。 I look for a club。 I cannot find a club。 And the man is killing the dog。 I tell you what I do。 I am no fool。 I kick the man。 My shoes are very heavynot like shoes I wear now。 They are the shoes of the woodchopper； very thick on the sole with hard leather； with many iron nails。 I kick the man on the side of the face； on the neck； right under the ear。 I kick once。 It is a good kick。 It is enough。 I know the placeright under the ear。
〃And the man lets go of the dog。 He shuts his eyes； and opens his mouth； and lies very still。 And the dog begins once more to breathe。 And with the breath comes the life； and right away he wants to kill the man。 But I say 'No；' though I am very much afraid of the dog。 And the man begins to become alive。 He opens his eyes and he looks at me like a mountain lion。 And his mouth makes a noise like a mountain lion。 And I am afraid of him like I am afraid of the dog。 What am I to do？ I have forgotten the axe。 I tell you what I do。 I kick the man once again under the ear。 Then I take my belt； and my bandana handkerchief； and I tie him。 I tie his hands。 I tie his legs； too。 And all the time I am saying 'No；' to the dog； and that he must leave the man alone。 And the dog looks。 He knows I am his friend and am tying the man。 And he does not bite me； though I am very much afraid。 The dog is a terrible dog。 Do I not know？ Have I not seen him take a strong man out of the saddle？a man that is like a mountain lion？
〃And then the men come。 They all have guns…rifles； shotguns； revolvers； pistols。 And I think； first； that justice is very quick in the United States。 Only just now have I kicked a man in the head； and； one…two…three； just like that； men come with guns to take me to jail for kicking a man in the head。 At first I do not understand。 The many men are angry with me。 They call me names； and say bad things； but they do not arrest me。 Ah！ I begin to understand！ I hear them talk about three thousand dollars。 I have robbed them of three thousand dollars。 It is not true。 I say so。 I say never have I robbed a man of one cent。 Then they laugh。 And I feel better and I understand better。 The three thousand dollars is the reward of the Government for this man I have tied up with my belt and my bandana。 And the three thousand dollars is mine because I kicked the man in the head and tied his hands and his feet。
〃So I do not work for Mister Kennan any more。 I am a rich man。 Three thousand dollars； all mine； from the Government； and Mister Kennan sees that it is paid to me by the Government and not robbed from me by the men with the guns。 Just because I kicked the man in the head who was like a mountain lion！ It is fortune。 It is America。 And I am glad that I have left Italy and come to chop wood on Mister Kennan's ranch。 And I start this hotel in Glen Ellen with the three thousand dollars。 I know there is large money in the hotel business。 When I was a little boy； did not my father have a hotel in Napoli？ I have now two daughters in high school。 Also I own an automobile。〃
〃Mercy me； the whole ranch is a hospital！〃 cried Villa Kennan； two days later； as she came out on the broad sleeping…porch and regarded Harley and Jerry stretched out； the one with his leg in splints； the other with his leg in a plaster cast。 〃Look at Michael；〃 she continued。 〃You're not the only ones with broken bones。 I've only just discovered that if his nose isn't broken； it ought to be； from the blow he must have received on it。 I've had hot compresses on it for the last hour。 Look at it！〃
Michael； who had followed in at her invitation； betrayed a ridiculously swollen nose as he sniffed noses with Jerry； wagged his bobtail to Harley in greeting； and was greeted in turn with a blissful hand laid on his head。
〃Must have got it in the fight；〃 Harley said。 〃The fellow struck him with the whip many times； so Piccolomini says； and； naturally； it would be right across the nose when he jumped for him。〃
〃And Piccolomini says he never cried out when he was struck； but went on running and jumping；〃 Villa took up enthusiastically。 〃Think of it！ A dog no bigger than Michael dragging out of the saddle a man…killing outlaw whom scores of officers could not catch！〃
〃So far as we are concerned； he did better than that；〃 Harley commented quietly。 〃If it hadn't been for Michael； and for Jerry； tooif it hadn't been for the pair of them； I do verily believe that that lunatic would have kicked my head off as he promised。〃
〃The blessed pair of them！〃 Villa cried； with shining eyes； as her hand flashed out to her husband's in a quick press of heart… thankfulness。 〃The last word has not been said upon the wonder of dogs；〃 she added； as； with a quick winking of her eyelashes to overcome the impending moistness； she controlled her emotion。
〃The last word of the wonder of dogs will never be said；〃 Harley spoke； returning the pressure of her hand and releasing it in order to help her。
〃And just for that were going to say something right now；〃 she smiled。 〃Jerry； and Michael； and I。 We've been practising it in secret for a surprise for you。 You just lie there and listen。 It's the Doxology。 Don't Laugh。 No pun intended。〃
She bent forward from the stool on which she sat； and drew Michael to her so that he sat between her knees； her two hands holding his head and jowls； his nose half…buried in her hair。
〃Now Jerry！〃 she called sharply； as a singing teacher might call； so that Jerry turned his head in attention； looked at her； smiled understanding with his eyes； and waited。
It was Villa who started and pitched the Doxology； but quickly the two dogs joined with their own soft； mellow howling； if howling it may be called when it was so soft and mellow and true。 And all that had vanished into the Nothingness was in the minds of the two dogs as they sang； and they sang back through the Nothingness to the land of Otherwhere； and ran once again with the Lost Pack； and yet were not entirely unaware of the present and of the indubitable two…legged god who was called Villa and who sang with them and loved them。
〃No reason we shouldn't make a quartette of it；〃 remarked Harley Kennan； as with his own voice he joined in。
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