Don't shoot, you fools!" One by one, with a certain amount of bluster on the part of two, the cowboys dropped their guns, and Delmar said: "Gather 'em in, Mose." Mose leaped from his horse and gathered the weapons up.

Delmar thrust the revolvers into his pockets, and handed one Winchester to Mose.
"You'll find your guns on that rise beside yon rock," said Delmar, "and when we meet again, it will be Merry War.

Good-day!" An angry man knows no line of moderation.

Delmar, having declared war, carried it to the door of the enemy.

Accompanying the sheep himself, he drove them into the fairest feeding-places beside the clearest streams.
He spared no pains to irritate the cattlemen, and Mose, who alone of all the outsiders realized to the full his terrible skill with weapons, looked forward with profound dread to the fight which was sure to follow.
He dreaded the encounter for another reason.