I wanted to go an' cuff that feller's ears an' grab hold o' him an' toss him over the ridge pole.
Abe went right up to him an' said: "'Jack, you ain't half so bad or half so cordy as ye think ye are.

You say you can throw down any man here.

I reckon I'll have to show ye that you're mistaken.

I'll rassle with ye.

We're friends an' we won't talk about lickin' each other.