“There are some other shot-guns in town, too,” continued Valentine. “But I guess the best show for us is in Taggart’s hardware store. When he went away he left the key with me, and there’s a lot of stuff boxed up there.”
“Go and see about it and let’s pull ourselves together and find out what we’re doing,” said Carr. “I think we can stand off those fellows all right if we keep our eyes open. I suppose they are up at the headquarters of the old Middleton gang on Cattail Creek, the other side of the Missouri. The men that went through here with that pony herd last fall were some of them, and the ponies were all stolen, so that Billings sheriff said. I guess Pike has joined them, and I should think they would suit each other pretty well.” 35
In a little while Valentine came back and said he had found a dozen repeating rifles, and that he thought there were more in some of the other boxes. There was also plenty of cartridges and some revolvers and shot-guns.
“That fixes us all right for arms,” said Carr. “Before night we must organize and get ready to defend the town against an attack if it should come; but I think the next thing is to send a letter out to Mountain’s house and put it where they will look for the money, warning them to keep away if they don’t want to be shot.”
“Yes,” answered Valentine, “that will be best. Write ’em a letter and make it good and stiff.”
Tom went into the back room and soon came out with a letter which read as follows:
Track’s End, December 16.
To D. Pike and Fellow-thieves,–You will never get one cent out of this town. If any of you come within range you will be shot on sight. We are well armed, and can carry out our share of this offer.
Committee of Safety.
“I guess that will do,” said Tom. “There isn’t any poetry in it, but I reckon they’ll 36 understand it. Now, Jud, what do you say to taking it out and leaving it on Mountain’s door?”