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The single eye of the peddler glanced down at the man who struggled to his feet at the water's edge, and sprang into a canoe. "So, you, Tige. Why was you going for our friend in that way?" The peddler patted his dog and talked scoldingly until the escaping villain was well out in the stream, paddling away. Quickly Hiram Shanks strode down to the water. "Hey, you, man August, what you leaving for?
Waal, joy go with ye, he, he, he! Come off, Tige, ye Bose, hyar! Cur'ous I can't 'larn them dogs no manners." A dreary morrow ensued on the splendid night. The world was ful of mists; the clouds were resolved into drizzling rain; every perspective of expectation was restricted by the limited purlieus of the present.
I thought August Bordine a much abused man, and now it turns out that he's a villain after all, and able to pull the wool even over my eyes." Slowly Hiram Shanks ascended the bank. His dog uttered a joyful bark, and dashed through the bushes toward the little shanty. "Here you, Tige," called the peddler. "Bow-wow-wow!" was the answer from the faithful dog.
His head rolled from Betty's knee; a quiver shook his frame; he struggled to rise to his feet, but his strength was too far spent; he crawled close to Betty's feet; his eyes looked up at her with almost human affection; then they closed, and he lay still. Tige was dead. "It is all over, Betty. Tige will romp no more. He will never be forgotten, for he was faithful to the end.
I wouldn't climb up it again for all the lions in Buckskin. Hello, there comes Jim oozin' up." Jim appeared just over the rim, and when he got up to us, dusty, torn and fagged out, with Don, Tige and Ranger showing signs of collapse, we all blurted out questions. But Jim took his time. "Shore thet canyon is one hell of a place," he began finally. "Where was everybody?
Shet your trap, Tige! Tige thought you was all greasers, and he ain't made up his mind yet whether he likes 'em mixed whites and greasers. I dunno's I blame 'im, either. We ain't either of us had much call to hanker after the dark meat. T'other day a bunch come boilin' up outa the dim distance like they was sent fur and didn't have much time to git here.
When the wolves were within fifty yards of the tree and coming swiftly Jonathan threw his rifle forward and yelled with all the power of his strong lungs: "Hi! Hi! Hi! Take 'em, Tige!" In trying to stop quickly on the slippery snowcrust the wolves fell all over themselves. One dropped dead and another fell wounded at the report of Jonathan's rifle.
But I hope," she added plaintively, like the child she was at heart, "she will make that big, ugly beast they called Tige be kind to her; and the milk must be warm to the finger when Chico is fed. To-night, Señor Allen, you shall teach me Americano words that I may say to the señora what is necessary, for the happiness of my black puppy.
It was embarrassin', because he wasn't polite about how he jumped. We scattered some, an' when Wallace got his gun, the cougar was humpin' down the slope, an' he was goin' so fast an' the pinyons was so thick thet Wallace couldn't get a fair shot, an' missed. Tige an' the pup was so scared by the shots they wouldn't take the trail again.
Presently, after floating perhaps a mile, the glimmer of a light filled his eyes. On swept the plank with its human burden, and soon the light broadened into a large flame. It proved to be a fire built on a level bit of ground near the water's edge. A man sat in the glow of the fire evidently engaged in cooking his evening meal. The sharp bark of a dog seemed to startle him. "What is it, Tige?"
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