"Seems to me you're spoilin' for a fight all the time." "I allow I am," said the Pike man, who regarded this as a compliment.
"I was brought up on fightin'.

When I was a boy I could whip any boy in school." "That's why they called you a rip-tail roarer, I guess," said Joshua.
"You're right, stranger," said the Pike man complacently.
"What did you do when the teacher give you a lickin' ?" asked Mr.
Bickford.
"What did I do ?" yelled the Pike County man, with a demoniac frown.
"Exactly so." "I shot him!" said the Pike man briefly.
"Sho! How many teachers did you shoot when you was a boy ?" "Only one.

The rest heard of it and never dared touch me." "So you could play hookey and cut up all you wanted to ?" "You're right, stranger." "They didn't manage that way at Pumpkin Hollow," said Mr.Bickford.
"Boys ain't quite so handy with shootin'-irons.

When the master flogged us we had to stand it." "Were you afraid of him ?" asked the Pike man disdainfully.
"Well, I was," Joshua admitted.

"He was a big man with arms just like flails, and the way he used to pound us was a caution." "I'd have shot him in his tracks," said the Pike man fiercely.
"You'd have got a wallopin' fust, I reckon," said Joshua.
"Do you mean to insult me ?" demanded the Pike man.
"Oh, lay down, and don't be so cantankerous," said Joshua.