Abide Abiding Abject Abjure

This marks the end of page 1 of the Oxford Canadian Dictionary of Current English. What a relief, just countless more pages to go. Oh well, I got myself into this and I will see it through till the end (not the word end, but the actual end of this dictionary).

–“Three shots fired in his direction Two went wild, one ricochets off the door-frame and into the dirt outside. A half a dozen scrawny, bucktoothed men were in a heated dispute with whom Jacob assumed was the Sheriff by the slightly less unfortunate looks and the desert eagle in his hand. The Sheriff, who now was confirmed to be the Sheriff by the cliche star badge adorned on his cowhide vest, had managed to barely miss Jacob’s head by mere inches without even noticing that anybody had walked into the tavern. ‘Those are just warning shots. If you all just abjure your opinions of the mayor, and abide by his word. Then we won’t have to see this again for a good while.’ The Sheriff tilted his head towards the pistol which he is still unaware almost took the entirety of Jacob’s face clean off. Clearly these men were not abiding. ‘But Sheriff,’ begins one of the townsmen, ‘The mayor seeks nothing but the destruction of towns in order to satiate his lust for gold. We cannot allow our sons to fight and pillage for such a dishonorable cause so they can die as an unfed soldier.’

Feeling bad, seeing the abject in the townsmen’s faces, Jacob knew that now was the time to act. The Sheriff laughs and swings the gun towards the one man when a bullet pierces through the Sheriff’s hand, launching the gun out into the air. The Sheriff turns in horror towards Jacob and catches another bullet, this time in his thigh. ‘My name is Jacob “Trigger-Love”  Mason and I have been sent here today to exterminate the vermin that is your mayor.”