Publisher's Synopsis
"What am I gwine to do wid dese yere barkers, Colonel?" asked Chad, picking up his master's case of duelling pistols from the mantel. "I ain't tetched der moufs since I iled 'em up for dat Klutchem man." "Take them upstairs, Chad, and put them away," answered the Colonel with an indignant wave of the hand. "No chance o' pickin' him, I s'pose? Done got away fo' sho, ain't he?" The Colonel nodded his head and kept on looking into the fire. The subject was evidently an unpleasant one.
