They evidently agreed with him that the boy was away off in his remarks.
Cheyenne Charlie could keep still no longer.
"Jest show ther galoots that yer ain't foolin', Wild," he said. "Shake 'em up it little."
"Lat light, Misler Wild!" called out the Chinaman, from the door. "Makee allee samee be polite, so be."
"Shet up, you heathen!" roared the nearest cowboy, and with that he caught the Celestial by the pig-tail and pulled him out.
A kick followed this and the Son of the Flowery Kingdom let out a yell of pain.
Biff!
Young Wild West darted forward and struck the cowboy a blow on the breast that sent him reeling.
"If you insist on it I'll give it to you good and straight," he said, calmly. "How do you like that?"
Biff!