AARON GREEN, ESQ.  ATTORNEY-AT-LAW.

“’Nobody gets excited; for while we agrees to prevail on him ultimately to shift his camp a heap, the sityooation don’t call for nothin’ preecipitate.  In fact, the idee of him or any other besotted person turnin’ loose that a-way in Yellow City, strikes us as loodicrous.  Thar’s nothing for a law-gent to do.  I’ve met up with a heap of camps in my day; an’ I’ve witnessed the work of many a vig’lance committee; but I’m yere to state that for painstakin’ ardour an’ a energy that never sleeps, the Stranglers of Yellow City is a even break with the best.  They uses up a bale of half-inch rope a year; an’ as for law an’ order an’ a scene of fragrant peace, that outfit is comparable only with flower gyardens on a quiet hazy August afternoon.

“‘This Aaron Green who prounces thus on Yellow City, intendin’ to foment litigations an’ go ropin’ ’round for fees, is plenty young; but he’s that grave an’ dignified that owls is hilarious to him.  One after the other, he tackles us in a severe onmitigated way, an’ shoves his professional kyard onto each an’ tells him that whenever he feels ill-used to come a-runnin’ an’ have his rights preserved.  Shore! the boys meets this law person half way.  They drinks with him an’ fills him up with licker an’ fictions alternate, an’ altogether regyards him as a mighty yoomerous prop’sition.

“‘Also, observin’ how tender he is, an’ him takin’ in their various lies like texts of holy writ, they names him “Easy Aaron.”  Which he don’t look on “Easy Aaron” none too well as a title, an’ insists on bein’ called “Jedge Green” or even “Squar’ Green.”  But Yellow City won’t have it; she sticks to “Easy Aaron”; an’ as callin’ down the entire camp offers prospects full of fever an’ oncertainty, he at last passes up the insult an’ while he stays among us, pays no further heed.

“‘Doorin’ the weeks he harbours with us, a gen’ral taste deevelops to hear this Easy Aaron’s eloquence.  Thar’s a delegation waits on him an’ requests Easy Aaron to come forth an’ make a speech.  We su’gests that he can yootilise the Burnt Boot Saloon as a auditorium, an’ offers as a subject “Texas:  her Glorious Past, her Glitterin’ Present, an’ her Transcendent Footure!”

“’"Thar’s a topic!” says Shoestring Griffith to Easy Aaron—­Shoestring is the cha’rman of the committee,—­“thar’s a burnin’ topic for you!  An’ if you-all will only come surgin’ over to the Burnt Boot right now while you’re warm for the event, I offers two to one you makes Cicero look like seven cents.”

“’But Easy Aaron waves ’em arrogantly away.  He declines to go barkin’ at a knot.  He says it’ll be soon enough to onbuckle an’ swamp Yellow City with a flood of eloquence when proper legal o’casion enfolds.