Pa said he could learn to do it in a week, but the cowman said:
"Not on your life." The hunter said he would be ready to call pa
B. Bill when he could stand up straight, with the paws of a full-
grown grizzly on each of his shoulders, and its face in front of
pa's, if Pa had the nerve to pull a knife and disembowel the bear,
and skin him without help. Pa said that would be right into his
hand, 'cause he use to work in a slaughter house when he was a
boy, and he had waded in gore.

The Indian said he would be ready to salute Pa as Buffalo Bill the
Second, when Pa had an Indian's left hand tangled in his hair, and
a knife in his right hand ready to scalp him, if Pa would look the
Indian in the eye and hypnotize the red man so he would drop the
hair and the knife, turn his back on pa, and invite him to his
wigwam as a guest. Pa said all he asked was a chance to look into
the very soul of the worst Indian that ever stole a horse, and he
would make Mr. Indian penuk, and beg for mercy.

And we all agreed that Pa was a wonder, and then they got out a
pack of cards and played draw poker awhile. Pa had bad luck, and
when the Indian bet a lot of chips, Pa began to look the Indian
in the eye, and the Indian began to quail, and Pa put up all the
chips he had, to bluff the Indian, but Pa took his eye off the
Indian a minute too quick, and the Indian quit quailing, and bet
Pa $70, and Pa called him, and the Indian had four deuces and pa
had a full hand, and the Indian took the money. Pa said that comes
of educating these confounded red devils, at the expense of the
government, and then we all went to bed.