A cowboy who had spent his life on the range fell in love with the pretty waitress at the railroad hash house and in due course they were married. They started out on horseback for the ranch house. Four days later the cowboy reappeared in town alone.
'How are you and your wife getting along, Bill?' an acquaintance asked.
'Had a little bad luck,' Bill said. 'Two day out she broke her leg and I had to shoot her.'
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