If'n you ask me Jeromy, we shoulda jus went after Mad Miller, but that ain't Darbie's style and he can get downright touchy if you aint doin things in the name o' the Lord.  'Sides, that Jeremey boy probably wouldn't have 'preciated it no how.  Damn fool he is though, thinkin he can outgun a killer like Mad Miller.  After we stepped in at the contest damn near nobody woulda touched us if'n we just went for him in the night, they'dve thanked us and that fool sherriff be damned. But that aint the way things're done I guess, so inta the contest goes O'Gill, gainst his creed 'n everything.  Gotta admire tha man fer that, willing to git hisself shot for some fool whelp.   Damn shame he lost on account of he can't bring hisself to shoot women folk.  And what a woman that Pistolera was Jeromy, even if she was a Mesican. Whooooeeee you should seen this girl, I lost 20 whole dollars on her but man would I spend twice that for just one night.  She's hangin around the Sweetwater, least till the end of the contest, maybe I can try my hand at wooin her.  Or gettin her drunk, whichever works better.  I lost a little on Many Bears, but that was my own damn fault, ahm a sucker fer them injun names, put a fear in you like almost nothin else out West.  Made some good bets on Katelyn and Miller though, cleaned right up.  That Katelyn sure is something with a gun in her hand, makes you feel glad to have her at yer back, even if she is a lady.  After Miller won though... that was bad.  Boy weren't even dead and he goes to claim a prize.  He's a sick one, if'n you ask me, that Miller is.  We got more'n a couple of em out here seein' as the law's a whole lot looser than it is back East.  I reckon we'll kill him 'fore the contest is more'n 5 minutes over if things run the way they've been goin.  Shit Jeromy, ah just heard some gunshots from over by McKenzie's, I been waitin for some fool to try and steal that prize money.  I'll tell you all about it whin I get back.