Not being prepared with an answer to the question, the Man with a
Shotgun sagaciously removed the propounder.
As the two men, Jaralson leading, pushed their way through the growth of young trees, that enterprising man suddenly stopped and brought up his
shotgun to the height of his breast, uttered a low note of warning, and stood motionless, his eyes fixed upon something ahead.
When the story went around the water-front of how French Frank had tried to run me down with his schooner, and of how I had stood on the deck of the Razzle Dazzle, a cocked double-barrelled
shotgun in my hands, steering with my feet and holding her to her course, and compelled him to put up his wheel and keep away, the water-front decided that there was something in me despite my youth.
He said he reckoned a body could reform the old man with a
shotgun, maybe, but he didn't know no other way.
John Ferrier uttered these consoling remarks in a very confident tone, but she could not help observing that he paid unusual care to the fastening of the doors that night, and that he carefully cleaned and loaded the rusty old
shotgun which hung upon the wall of his bedroom.
It was to be expected that little men should salt gold-mines with a
shotgun and work off worthless brick-yards on their friends, but in high finance such methods were not worth while.
Loaded with two slugs and a round bullet, its effect was that of a sawed-off
shotgun. And Van Horn knew the blaze and the black of death, even as "Gott fer dang!" died unuttered on his lips and as his fingers relaxed from the part-lifted automatic, dropping it to the floor.
He blowed off his whole right hand with the burstin' of his
shotgun, an' the huntin' dog pup he had with 'm ate up three of the fingers.
It mentioned that his injuries had been in the head, from the discharge of a
shotgun. It also mentioned the hour of the alarm, which was close on to midnight last night.
"You know the Baby Thunder in the Iron that is mine." (This was in reference to his all-potent and all-awful
shotgun.) "I can kill you any time, and then you will not get my head."
Oilskins and sea-boots were hanging from the walls, and here and there rifles and
shotguns rested securely in the racks.
At dawn, attempting to break forth down the south-western slopes of the mountain toward Petaluma, he had encountered not less than five separate detachments of dairy-ranchers all armed with Winchesters and
shotguns. Breaking back to cover, the chase hot on his heels, he had run full tilt into a party of village youths from Glen Ellen and Caliente.