The little saloon was packed. Jesse Owens was behind the bar, happily pouring drinks and taking bets. Kasper celebrated the return of his sister by buying a round of drinks for those present and inviting his neighbors to a Texas barbeque in three days. He had stayed long enough to drink two filled mugs without commenting how much better his own brew was. He had even bet on the outcome of the evening"s poker game. Most of the men had snickered at Kasper betting on a fellow Dutchman. Rolfe had bet that he would win, but the others believed differently. MacDonald was the one to pick. Look at the size of the man. He had to have a larger capacity. He would be able to sit and drink longer than Rolfe without going outside to piss.
Jesse, as owner of the saloon, held the bets. He would collect te
