I ain't no gallery," grinned the now exuberant owner of the welt.
"Who's got the buffalo ?" he inquired as the great gun roared.
"Mus' be Cowan.

He's shore all right.

Sounds like a bloomin' cannon," replied Billy.

"Lemme alone with yore fool questions, I'm busy," he complained as his talkative partner started to ask another.

"Go an' git me some water--I'm alkalied.