He
hasn't practiced much with shootin' irons, but I never seen him miss a
reasonable mark--or an unreasonable one either, for that matter. I've
spoke to him about it. He said: 'I dunno how it is. I don't see how
a feller can shoot crooked. It jest seems that when I get out a gun
there's a line drawn from the barrel to the thing I'm shootin' at. All
I have to do is to pull the trigger--almost with my eyes closed!' Now,
Kate, do you begin to see what these here things point to?"
"Tell me what you see," she said, "and then I'll tell you what I think
of it all."
"All right," he said. "I see in Dan a man who's different from the
common run of us. I read in a book once that in the ages when men
lived like animals an' had no weapons except sticks and stones, their
muscles must have been two or three times as strong as they are
now--more like the muscles of brutes. An' their hearin' an' their
sight an' their quickness an' their endurance was about three times
more than that of ordinary men. Kate, I think that Dan is one of those
men the book described! He knows animals because he has all the powers
that they have. An' I know from the way his eyes go yellow that he has
the fightin' instinct of the ancestors of man.
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