Much he keers ef they kills each other er not!" "Mr.West," cried Patsy, suddenly rousing from her apathy, "I'll not allow this shameful thing! A duel is no better than murder, and I'm sure there is a law against it." "True," returned West, ramming the bullet into the second pistol; "it is quite irregular and--er--illegal, I believe.

Perhaps I shall go to jail with whichever of the duelists survives; but you see it is a point of honor with us all.

Molly Sizer has seemingly been grossly maligned in your paper, and the editor is responsible.

Are you a good shot, Bill ?" "I--I guess so," stammered Sizer.
"That's good.

Weldon, I hear, is an expert with the pistol." Arthur did not contradict this statement, although he was positive he could not hit a barn at twenty yards.
"Now, then, are we ready ?" staid West, rising.