PEACE OR WAR?
"Here, here! What's this ?" demanded Tom Gray, springing up.

"Willy!" "This is an outrage!" panted the man against whose back Willy Horse held the rifle.

The stranger's red hair fairly bristled as he cautiously removed his hat and mopped the perspiration from face and forehead.
"I'll have the law on you, you low-down redskin!" "Easy there, pardner.

This Indian is not low-down," retorted Tom Gray in a warning tone.

"Willy is our friend.