“Ye can’t do it.”
“I’ll bet yer a hundred I kin.”
“Put up.”
“Here’s my dust.”
In a twinkling the two desperate fellows had put up their stakes.
They were held by one of the miners, and then the details of the affair were arranged.
Several of the miners were appointed to act as referees and judges, and then the cowboys went out and mounted their ponies.
It was at this juncture that Frank, Silver Sam and Diamond Jake came out of the tent.
With characteristic interest in anything savoring of sport, Silver Sam cried:
“What’s up, boys?”