He had a quarrel with Col.

Ringgold and went off with the others, and has been on the blacklist ever since." "Why didn't he bring the message himself," continued the sister, "instead of sending it ?" "He did," was the significant reply of the brother.
"What! That surely was not he ?" "It was.

I knew his voice the moment he spoke; those whiskers were false; he didn't want to be recognized, and I thought it as well to humor his fancy, but I could not be mistaken." "Now that I recall it, his voice _did_ resemble Cadmus'," said the sister, more thoughtfully.
"Of course, and I can tell you something more; he was among the rustlers with whom we had the fight yesterday.

He did his best to kill me, and came pretty near succeeding.

It wasn't he, however, who put the bullet through my arm, for I dropped that fellow." "You frighten me!" was all that Jennie Whitney could say.
Sterry still smoked in silence.