They're alwiss on hand, like a sore thumb.

Bill's been drinking, and is likely to give Ed trouble.

He never'll give Bettie up without a fight.

Look out he don't jump onto _your_ neck." "No danger o' that," said Milton coolly.
The Yohe boys were strangers in the neighborhood.

They had come in with the wave of harvest help from the South and had stayed on into the winter, making few friends and a large number of enemies among the young men of "the crick." Everybody admitted that they had metal in them, for they instantly paid court to the prettiest girls in the neighborhood, without regard to any prior claims.
And the girls were attracted by these Missourians, their air of mysterious wickedness and their muscular swagger, precisely as a flock of barnyard fowl are interested in the strange bird thrust among them.
But the Southerners had muscles like wild-cats, and their feats of broil and battle commanded a certain respectful consideration.