They mostly loaded their shells with buckshot.

A few bicycle ball bearings dropped out of old Rufe when they gathered him up and got him into shape to plant.

They is always some low-down cuss in every crowd that carries things to the point where they get brutal, Bud says; and he feels like them bicycle bearings was going a little too fur, though he wouldn't let on to his dad that he felt that-a-way.
So fur as I could see they hadn't hurt the trust none to speak of, them night-riders.

But they had done considerable damage to their own county, fur folks was moving away, and the price of land had fell.

Still, I guess they must of got considerable satisfaction out of raising the deuce nights that-away; and sometimes that is worth a hull lot to a feller.