He shot at everything which offered a taking mark, and became so expert that Dan bowed down before him, and Mrs.Pratt considered him dangerous.
"It ain't natural fer to be so durned sure-pop on game," she said one day.

"Doggone it, I'd want 'o miss 'em once in a while just fer to be aigged on fer to try again.

First you know, you'll be obliged fer to shoot standin' on your haid like these yere champin' shooters that go 'round the kentry givin' shows, you shorely will, Mose." Mose only laughed.

"I want to be just as good a shot as anybody," he said, turning to Pratt.
"You'll be it ef you don't wear out your gun a-doin' of it," replied the boss.
These were splendid days.

Each sundown they camped nearer to the land of the buffalo, and when the work was done and the supper eaten, Mose took his pipe and his gun and walked away to some ridge, there to sit while the yellow light faded out of the sky.