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Buster sighed. Then he sighed again. The more he thought about those berries he felt sure were growing in the Old Pasture, the more he wanted some. It seemed to him that never in all his life had he wanted berries as he did now. He wandered about uneasily. He was hungry hungry for berries and nothing else. By and by he began talking to himself again.
We'll go to Arizona. I had a pard who came from Arizona. All day long and half the night that broncho buster would rave about Arizona. Well, he won me over. Arizona must be wonderful." "But Pan, isn't it desert country?" "Arizona is every kind of country," replied Pan earnestly. "It's a big territory, Dad. Pretty wild yet, too, but not like these mining claim countries, with their Yellow Mines.
But he will try to get away, and he will dance a bit when you first get on and wheel in circles, and he's hard to catch in the morning. But he's sure-footed and courageous and strong; he'll take you up hills where the others can't go. The other two horses Colt and Scotty maybe seem safer, but they haven't got the life Buster has, nor the sense."
Usually the cubs, of which as a rule there are two, remain with her until they are a year old. Both Buster Bear and Silvertip have a queer habit of standing up against a tree and biting it as high up as they can reach. The next Bear who comes along that way sees the mark and makes his own on the same tree.
Jack Belllounds had laid a cunnin' an' devilish trap to prove you guilty of rustlin' his father's cattle." "Absurd!" ejaculated Moore, with white lips. "I'd never given him credit for brains to hatch such a plot," went on Wade. "Now listen. Not long ago Buster Jack made a remark in front of the whole outfit, includin' his father, that the homesteaders on the range were rustlin' cattle.
And whom should he see inside it, sitting on a little heap of wild rose leaves and looking forlorn and unhappy whom should Buster see but the Carpenter. Buster crowded close against the glass and began to call so loud that the Carpenter couldn't help hearing him. And then the poor fellow came and stood on the other side of the glass barrier, as near Buster as he could get.
"I feel as if I'd been run over by my own motor car," decided Jane McCarthy. "My arms and my feet are tired," admitted Harriet. "And, now that we have discussed our miseries, let's think about supper. We shall all feel better after a good meal and a rest. Here Margery." Harriet spread a blanket, which Buster welcomed by promptly crawling over to it and lying down.
"I fear, Buster, that I must make a dunce cap for you," said his mother, trying hard not to smile. "An enemy is a trap that pinches off toes," answered Limpy-toes. "That cross old Norah is an enemy," decided Silver Ears. "But Ruth Giant is not an enemy." "Maybe not; maybe not," returned Mother Graymouse. "But I mistrust all the other Giants. So take care, my dears.
In one way or another Sweetest Susan and Buster John and Drusilla showed their amazement very plainly especially Drusilla, who took no pains to conceal hers. Every time Mr. Rabbit moved she would nudge Sweetest Susan or Buster John and exclaim: "Look at dat!" or, "We better be gwine!" or, "Spozen Brer Fox er Brer Wolf come up an' dey er dat big!" Mrs.
And Buster Bumblebee was glad to see him, because he wanted help from somebody and he didn't care who it was. "Where could a person get a small piece of cotton?" he asked Jasper Jay. And Jasper who would gladly have made a lunch of Buster, had he not been afraid of getting stung Jasper promptly replied with another question: "What do you intend to do with cotton?"
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