He said he was not running a detective bureau and that he didn't give a rap what his jacks did so long as they got out timber." "What's his name ?" interrupted the guide.
"Tatem, he said." "Feller with a wooden leg ?" demanded Joe.
"Yes." "That's Peg Tatem, the biggest ruffian of 'em all.

He'd brain ye with a peavey if you give him any back talk.

I've always thought that Peg knew the devils who killed my man.

Oh, I hope the time comes when I get a chance to set Henry on him.

Henry'd make toothpicks of that peg-leg.