When Hazelton and I were on our way west Harry insisted that we were coming into a dangerous country and that we'd need firearms.

So Harry bought two forty-five six-shooters and several boxes of cartridges, too.

I was provoked when I heard about it, for we hadn't any too much money, and Harry had bought the revolvers out of our joint treasury." "I felt sure we'd need the pistols," interrupted Hazelton.

"Today's affair shows that I was right.

Tom, you'll have to carry one of the revolvers after this." "I'm no gun-packer," retorted Tom scornfully.