"When it gets so I can't go where I please I'll start on th' warpath.

I won't buck the cavalry, but I'll keep it busy huntin' for me an' I'll have time to 'tend to th' wire-fence men, too.

Why, we'll be told we can't tote our guns!" "They're sayin' that now," replied Frenchy.

"Up in Buffalo, Smith, who's now marshal, makes yu leave 'em with th' bartenders." "I'd like to see any two-laigged cuss get my guns If I didn't want him to!" began Hopalong, indignant at the idea.
"Easy, son," cautioned Buck.

"Yu would do what th' rest did because yu are a square man.