I did it for Walt two yeern ago, when we war scoutin' on the Collyrado.

It's his weepun, an' no mistake." "Where did you find it ?" inquires the captain.
"I've jess tuk it out o' the claws o' the ugliest Injun as ever made trail on a puraira--that beauty thar, whose karkidge the buzzards won't be likely to tech." While speaking Cully points to a corpse.

It is that of the Tenawa chief, already identified among the slain.
"He must a' hed it in his clutch when suddenly shot down," pursues the guide.

"An' whar did he git it?
Boys, our ole kummerade's wiped out for sartin.

I know how Walt loved that thar piece.