Three of them are sober as I type this, and, acting as my Seconds, send this message (I include the spellings they dictate):

You, the guy known as Bunnahabhain er somethin like that there unpronounsible word, have done gone and insultid the Idaho Legion by callin the members thereov "theiving" even though ain't none of us ever took nothin that didn't belong to us or somebody we knew wouldn't mind us borroing it. This here insult kin only be washed away by an objekt apolojee from you on your knees an in publik er by yer blood flowen frum yer death wond. Since we are the agrieved parties akordioning to the "Code Duelo" we git the choice of weepons and we chose Rapaire here to be our champeen and to advenge the Honor of the Idaho Legion with swords and/or pistols and he gits to use Rattlesnake Stan's Colt's .45 revolver fer his pistol and he kin furnish his own sword he says.

We want to meat on nutrill ground and since yer really far away we appoint the guy known as Leadfingers as our proxy and Rapaire's proxy in this here duel to the death. You guys work it out and let us know how it comes out.

Thank you.