Otherwise, I'd hurt their sens'bilities; an' I ain't out to harrow up no entire tribe an' me playin' a lone hand.' "That agent questions Bill as to the war-dance carryin's on of old Black Dog.

Then he p'ints at Bill's blankets an' feathers an' shakes his head a heap disapprobative.
"'Shuck them blankets an' feathers,' says the agent, 'an' get back into your trousers a whole lot; an' be sudden about it, too.

I puts up with the divers an' sundry rannikabooisms of old an' case-hardened Injuns who's savage an' ontaught.

But you're different; you've been to school an' learned the virchoos of pants; wherefore, I looks for you to set examples.' "It's then Bill gets high an' allows he'll wear clothes to suit himse'f.
Bill denounces trousers as foolish in their construction an' fallacious in their plan.

Bill declar's they're a bad scheme, trousers is; an' so sayin' he defies the agent to do his worst.