Clausen, the German saloon-keeper, and his gang were coming down on us like a pack of wolves on a sheepfold.
It invested the saloon-keeper, in Presley's imagination, with all the dignity of the tragedy.
All of this might seem diabolical, but the saloon-keeper was in no wise to blame for it.
The saloon-keeper served a purpose, and was amply paid for his service.
The saloon-keeper whipped out a pistol, but Boots had one in his coat pocket and shot from it without taking it out.
"It'll be because you was born to hang," laughed the saloon-keeper.
But when Slavin, our saloon-keeper, rose to reply, the men jumped up on the seats and yelled till they could yell no more.
And his demand was not intended for the saloon-keeper alone.
"Because the appointment isn't his, he says," the saloon-keeper explained.
“And we started him off with fifty, Mac,” he said to the saloon-keeper.