Apparently more buffalo were in sight than on the
previous day andabout in the same latitude. Then farther down he espieda huge brown
object lying inert.
Dry camp, Catlee, spoke up a gruff voice from
behind.
He lost no time hooking up traces and harness
andgetting under way. Only now and then did he scan the plain for sign of
hiscomrades. The meeting with Tom Doan last night had occasioned, all in
twelvehours, a change in Milly Fayre.
Tom essayed it with a vim that made up for
misgivings. Tom essayed it with a vim that made up for misgivings.
Tom took stock of his achievements, and was
exceedingly amazed andexultant. Pilchuck was on the way back with a load of
fifty-six hides. The future seemed like that gold-rimmed horizon line. BurnHudnall
reflected his fathers spirit.
You look like a boy tryin to play mumbly-peg an
leap-frog atonce, she replied with a giggle. It took violence to make a quick job of
this one.
Mounting Dusty herode eastward, scanning the plain
for the next dead buffalo. Reckon theressafety in numbers an sure the buffalo are
plenty enough.
Must be some knack about the job, then, rejoined
Tom, mountingDusty.
One of the wagons, that onedriven by Jett, was
close behind. Tomcommented, remembering his comrades words.
Tom took stock of his achievements, and was
exceedingly amazed andexultant. The road laydownhill, and ahead the gray prairie
rolled in undulating vaststretches to the horizon. When the camp choreswere finished
Tom took the telescope and climbed to the ridge-top. Tom saw that this wasa
paramount issue with Sally. Apparently more buffalo were in sight than on the
previous day andabout in the same latitude.
Anif I was comin at all they were comin too. Must
be some knack about the job, then, rejoined Tom, mountingDusty. He crawled out of
his blankets as ifhe were crippled. You didnt give me any such damn thing, shouted
Hudnall angrily.
Hewas a rebel and lost no opportunity to let that
fact be known.
Milly did not need such admonition, so far as her
stepfather wasconcerned. The whole operation did not takelong and did not appear
difficult.
Pilchuck lashed outwith the long whip and yelled
lustily.
BurnHudnall reflected his fathers spirit. Behind
and below him, closer than fifty yards, the other bulls werepassing into the timber.
Youre no more related to Jett than I am, said Mrs. Jett round the campfire, darkness
settled. Yet she could harbor no doubt of this fine-spoken,clear-eyed young man.