They returned to the tavern, and there the communication was written, and later on dropped in the post-office. Then they held another consultation.
"Those fellows around that ranch are all armed beyond a doubt," said Tom. "I think we ought to get something in the shape of firearms."
"We've got a gun and a pistol now," answered Dick.
"Say, I ton't vos go pack of der been schootin' goin' on!" cried Hans. "I tole you dot Sack Todd been a pad man."
"You can remain behind, Hans," returned Sam.
"He can go on to Mr. Denton's," said Songbird.
"Not much—I stick py der crowd," said the German youth. He thought it worse to leave them than to confront any possible perils.
Their horses had been fed and cared for, and by the middle of the afternoon each was provided with a pistol, the extra weapons being secured at the local hardware establishment.
"Afraid of outlaws?" questioned the man who sold the pistols.
"There is nothing like being armed," answered Dick. "On some of these trails, there is no tellinf what sort of persons you will meet."
