I bangs away with my six-shooter, but beyond givin' the mountain lions a convulsive start I can't say I does any execootion.

They turns an' goes streakin' it through the pine woods like a drunkard to a barn raisin'.
"Timid?
Shore! They're that timid seminary girls compared to 'em is as sternly courageous as a passel of buccaneers.

Out in Mitchell's canyon a couple of the Lee-Scott riders cuts the trail of a mountain lion and her two kittens.

Now whatever do you-all reckon this old tabby does?
Basely deserts her offsprings without even barin' a tooth, an' the cow-punchers takes 'em gently by their tails an' beats out their joovenile brains.

That's straight; that mother lion goes swarmin' up the canyon like she ain't got a minute to live.