Of mastery, do you hear?
And those miserable boys of the sheep pastures shall never more play the victor over us boys of the town." It was worth trying, and the boys of that day and time were accustomed to give and take hard knocks.
So Uncle Joey Fesch and big Tony Ilari, the bearers of the challenge, set off for the hill pastures; and while they were gone Napoleon directed the preparations of his forces.
The heralds returned with an answer of defiance from the hill boys.
"So! they boast, do they ?" little Napoleon said.

"We will show them how skill is better than strength.

Remember my orders: stones in your pockets, the stick in your hand.

Attention! In order! March!" In excellent order the little army set out for the hills.

In the pastures where they had met defeat the day before they saw the straggling forces of the shepherd boys awaiting them.
"Halt!" commanded the Captain Napoleon.
"Let the challengers go forward again," he directed.