It's an insult to them that went before ye, an' fit hunger and cold an' Injuns.
Them grub all gone, them Injuns mebbyso ketchum hungry belly.
"They ain't no danger o' findin' Injuns here, Bill," added Ed.
But why wern't you shootin' at th' Injuns from th' canoe when they opens on you?
It makes me laugh now t' think how that passel o' Injuns stared!
I'm not wonderin', ...