cockeye

The worst of them, I think, was a fellow who went by the name of Cockeye.

So Curley mounted and we rode on at a walk on the horse trail that led up the broad, shallow wash that came out of Cockeye.

If we don't find no sign at Cockeye, we can just naturally back track and pick up where he turned off.

"Of course, such fellows as Cockeye and Fothergill are the exceptions, and not the rule," Mr. Blount said.

It was a bay with a white leg, and I knew that Cockeye used to ride such a horse, and that there wasn't a better in the colony.