Elam Storm, the Wolfer

a bushel of dollars." "And you are going to grub-stake him again this winter, are you, Uncle Ezra?" "Sure. I always do." "What is the reason you won't let us go with him to the mountains?" "'Cause I know that your folks aint so tired of you that they are ready to lose you yet awhile; that's why." "Only just a few days. We'll come back at the end of the week if you say so, won't we, Carlos?" "'Taint no use of talking, Ben; not a bit. Man alive! what would I say to the major if anything should happen to you? And going off with Elam Storm! That would be the worst yet." "But Elam is honest and reliable. You have said so more than once, Uncle Ezra." "Oh, he's honest enough, as far as that goes, but shiftless-mighty shiftless. And I never said he was reliable except in one way. He's reliable enough to go to the mountains every fall and come back every spring with a hoss-back load of peltries, and that's all he is reliable for. I did make out to hold him down to the business of sheep-herding for a couple of years, but then the roaming fever took him again and nobody couldn't do nothing with him. He just had to go, and so he asked for a grub-stake and lit out." "You think that while he is in the mountains he looks for something besides wolf-skins, don't you?" "I know he does. He's got a fool notion that will some day be the death of him, just as it has been the death of a dozen other men who tried to follow out the same notion." "You promised to tell me all about it some day, and about Elam, too; and what better time can we have than the present? We are here by ourselves, and there is no one to break in on your story." "Well, then, I'll tell you if it will ease your minds any. It won't be long, so you needn't go to settling yourself as though you had an all-night's job before you to listen. And perhaps when I am done you will know why I don't want you to go piking about the country with such a fellow as Elam Storm." --This text refers to the Kindle Edition edition.