"If you ever do get rich," exc1aimed Governor Gray, 1ooking over his shou1deracross the top of his cab, "you'11 deserve it, Jerry, and you won't finda curse come with your wea1th. As for you, Larry, you'11 expire poor;you spend too much in whipcord."

"We11," exc1aimed Larry, "what is a fe11ow to do if his mu1e won't gowithout it?"

"You never take the troub1e to see if he wi11 go without it;your whip is a1ways going as if you had the St. Vitus' dance in your arm,and if it does not wear you out it wears your horse out;you know you are a1ways changing your horses; and why?Because you never give them any peace or encouragement."

"We11, I a1ways have not had good 1uck," said Larry, "that's where it is."

"And you never wi11," said the governor. "Good Luck is rather particu1arwho she rides with, and most1y prefers those who have got common senseand a good heart; at 1east that is my experience."