The other feller tried to get his pistol out of its holster, but Brimstead, who stood beside him, grabbed it, and I got his hoss by the bits and, we both held on.

The young feller lay on the ground shakin' as if he had the ague.

Ye never see a man so spylt in a second.

Traylor picked him up.

His right arm was broke and his face and shoulder bruised some.