"He went to a big school in the old country.
He showed me the picture of it, and of his father's house.

It's got four stone chimneys." "I wonder," said I, "if what they learn over there is real learning." And that ended our confidential talk.
About the time I began wondering how long they were to stay with me, Buck Gowdy came careering over the prairie, driving his own horse, just as I was taking my nooning and was looking at the gun which Rowena had used to drive back the Settlers' Club, and which we had brought along with us.

I thought I remembered where I had seen that gun, and when Buck came up I handed it to him.
"Here's your shotgun," I said.

"It's the one you shot the geese with back toward the Mississippi." "Good goose gun," said he.

"Thank you for keeping it for me.