The Indians rose, walked down the bank covertly.
"Fight!" The word passed quickly.

It was a day of personal encounters.

This was an assemblage in large part of fighting men.

But some sense of decency led the partisans to hurry away, out of sight and hearing of the womenfolk.
The bell-top cottonwood stood in a little space which had been a dueling ground for thirty years.

The grass was firm and even for a distance of fifty yards in any direction, and the light at that hour favored neither man.
For Banion, who was prompt, Jackson brought with him two men.