"Waal."
"I'm called Buffalo Billy."
"We has heer'd o' you as a chap as has too much cheek fer one so young."
"Then if you know me you will understand that though I am but a boy I won't let you walk away with my claim."
"Get out, boy."
Billy obeyed; that is he went down to the camps and consulted his friends about what was best for him to do.
"We'll go up and call in their chips, Billy," was the universal decision.
"No, let us find out if the claim is theirs," said Billy.
"Find out nothin'; they has no right to it and 'tain't justice."
So up to the mine they went, and Billy's friends recognized the two claimants of the mine as two worthless fellows who had been in the valley months before, but who had no claim upon the boy's property.