“Then you got about half of what you deserved. It was a low down trick. Now, don’t you ever shoot again at an unarmed man, or I’ll take a hand mighty quick.”
“I’ll teach the little devil a lesson that’ll last him.”
“Come on, you coward,” challenged Fred angrily, ready to leap from his horse.
“Here, you young bulls,” commanded Jim; “shut up and square up. You’re even.”
“Yis,” put in Pat; “play the gintlemin, ye’ll slape better.”
“Now forget it!” said Jim more cheerily; “and don’t do any bellerin’ to-morrow, you understand.”
“You mean that I shan’t tell Dan how his horse has been treated?” said Fred. “Well, I guess I will.”
“Oh, let it pass,” said Jim.
“Oh, let the cow-baby beller,” sneered Dick.
“That settles it,” said Fred; “we’ll see who’s the cow-baby.”