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Shoop roped the horse and handed the rope to Sundown, who marched to the water-trough. The pony sniffed at the water and threw up his head. "I reckoned that was it!" said Shoop. "What?" queried Corliss, meanwhile watching Sundown's face. "Oh, some dam' coyote's been paddlin' in that trough again. No wonder the hosses won't drink this mornin'. I don't blame 'em."
"Is there any difficulty in cracking the nut?" asked Deck. "I reckon that's whar all the diffikilty comes in. It has rained like Niagery for two days, and it has been doin' not quite so bad all this afternoon. Them banks is as soft as an Injun bannock half baked; and there ain't no foothold for hosses. I wouldn't resk it for two per cent a month," returned Life very decidedly.
We'll go on with the hosses, an' then strike across country to find his trail." "It 'pears to me, Lew, that we've taken a long time in makin' a show against these hoss-thieves," said Jonathan. "I ain't sayin' much; but I've felt it," replied Wetzel. "All summer, an' nothin' done. It was more luck than sense that we run into those Injuns with the hosses.
He looked sullenly determined and the gleam in his eye was one of fearlessness. "Son, I know Daggs," said his father. "An' I know Jorth. They've come to kill us. It 'll be shore death for y'u to go out there." "I'm goin', anyhow. They can't steal my hosses out from under my eyes. An' they ain't in range." "Wal, Guy, you ain't goin' alone," spoke up Jacobs, cheerily, as he came forward.
Cur'us what a pow'ful lot human bein's kin stand when they make up their minds to it." "Are the horses well shod?" asked Whitley. "Best shod in the world, 'cause I done it myself. That's my trade, blacksmith, an' I'm a good one if I do say it. I heard before we started that you had been a soldier in the west. I s'pose that you had to look mighty close to your hosses then.
There were many footprints, newly made, and among them the print of that wooden peg with an iron ring around its bottom, which they had seen twice before, and which was associated with the blackest memories they knew. For some time Solomon studied the surface of the trail in silence. "More'n twenty Injuns, two captives, a pair o' hosses, a cow an' the devil," he whispered to Jack.
Suddenly Jack Rasco uttered a cry. "See, Pawnee, here's whar another of the hosses got away. Hang me if I don't think it war my hoss, too!" "Yes, and here is where the horse dropped into a walk," he answered. "I don't believe he can be far off." Without delay Rasco slid to the ground. "I'll follow him up afoot," he declared. "I'm fresh and can run it putty good.
Cowpuncher named Panhandle rode down street draggin' a bolt of red calico thet unwound an' stampeded all the hosses. Might thet lad have happened to be you?" "I reckon it might," replied Pan, with a grin. "But if you know any more about me keep it under your sombrero, old-timer." "Haw! Haw!" roared Wells, slapping his knee. "By golly, I will if I can.
De time befo' Velox passed me; but now I'm ridin' him, an' I'd like to see de debil hisself overtake me." "We'uns air safe," said Wiles, "but we'uns must hold back our hosses sum, for we uns hev a good jaunt to take, an' it won't do to tire 'em out at fust." Both acted at once on this sensible advice, and they brought the ready animals down to a moderate trot.
Wiggs chose the chair which had the least on it, and leaned back, smiling affably as she remarked: "We 're used to hosses; this here's the second one we 've had." "My!" said Miss Hazy, "you muster been well to do!" "Yes," continued Mrs. Wiggs, "we was up to the time of the fire. Did I ever tell you 'bout how Jim brought our other hoss to town?"
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