When a Texan came along he was effusive, exclaiming “fantastic” as he posed for picture.

Young Merriwells story filled the Texan with unbounded astonishment and admiration.

The Texan stood sideways at the end of the bar, quite at his ease, the right forearm resting on the counter lightly.

An' that other fire-ranger, Jim Williams, he's a Texan, an' a bad man.

And still on the rear of that confused and weltering route raged the fierce broadswords of the Texan riders.

He knew that the avengers were on his track, and he cared not to see the face of a Texan at that time.