"All gun he make trouble.

Sometime he shoot wrong man.

Don't like gun.

Why should I?
I am Wampus!" The Major entered the hotel frowning.
"That fellow," he muttered, "is a natural-born coward, and we needn't expect help from him if trouble comes." No trouble came that night, however, and in the early morning, while the sky was still reddened by the rising sun, they were off again, following more closely now the railroad, as rocky defiles began to loom up before them.
By the zigzag course they were obliged to take it was ninety miles to Gallup, and this they easily made, despite the growing steepness of the mountain road.

Here was the famous Continental Divide, and the State of Arizona lay just beyond.