I know that gray comfort what's tied 'roun' his neck, an' the 'coonskin cap what's on his head.

He jest crawled behind that little twisted pine up thar, an' took a pot shot at some uv us down here." "I wish I could reach him," said Shepard.
"Ef you could I wouldn't let you," said the mountaineer grimly.
"Why ?" "'Cause he's my meat.

He come here with my people, an' played a trick on us, a trick that might hev wiped out all uv Colonel Winchester's men.
No man kin do that with me an git away.

He's piled up a pow'ful big score an' I'm goin' to settle it myself." "How ?" "See this rifle uv mine?
I reckon it ain't got all the fancy tricks that some uv the new repeatin' breech-loadin' rifles hev.

It's jest a cap an' ball rifle, but it's got a long, straight barrel an' a delicate trigger, an' it sends a bullet wherever you p'int it.