Be On the Lookout . . .

Stagecoach pulls into town and comes to a stop amid a cloud of
dust. Driver and shotgun rider jump down, slap their dusters
with their stetsons and shake off the dirt of a long, difficult trip.

Sheriff walks up. . ."you guys seen anything strange out on the trail?"

"Nope. . .same old stuff, sheriff. Cactus and sand and dust and
a few varmints. What're ya lookin' fer?"

"Black Bart," said the sheriff.

"Hmmmm. What's he look like?"

"Wears a 3 foot tall paper ten gallon hat, paper shirt, paper
vest, paper trousers and paper chaps".

"Hmmmm. What's he wanted for?"

"Rustling".