the most part, enjoyable. The only time it turned melancholy was when I asked what Charley and the others had done with the bodies of the men who died at Battles Gap.

"I don't think that's a proper topic for a wonderful repast such as this one," Coker said. "We will enlighten you later on that subject."

As Mrs. Kimmelmann and Aida brought one course after the other to the table, I was confident none of us had never experienced such a fine dinner. I had eaten some fine meals in Denver at the McNab home and at a few of the city's finest restaurants, but they didn't come close to the meal I had that evening in, of all places, Dodge City, Kansas.

"Why, Mrs. Kimmelmann, you are wasting your talents in this dusty trail town," said Dr. Crumbine. "You should...

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