l.n. breed sold goods and whiskey in a little shack that stood on the east side of piute creek. . . . a crowd of emigrants from missouri came into his place and a big fellow asked him what he charged for a horn of whiskey, the term meaning a drink. breed named his price, probably twenty-five cents, and the man immediately drew a great ox horn from beneath his coat and said he would take one. the cheapest way to get out of it was to treat the crowd[,] and this breed did when the laugh had subsided.