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Updated: May 4, 2025
The way they dopes it out, there's been a free-for-all fight in the place between the two remainin' herders an' the wounded cook, an' it looks some as if the kid had tried to help his dad by jabbin' at the legs o' the herders with a knife and been booted in the side o' the head to keep him quiet." "How old was the youngster, then, Bob-Cat?" asked Wilbur.
She purt'nigh got expended for takin' a rattlesnake back to the university an' keepin' it hid in her room; an' after I'd had a deuce of a time catchin' 'em, they made her send a bob-cat an' a mountain lion to some kind of a garden wouldn't let her keep 'em at all.
The dogs did not succeed in picking up another trail that day, so, late in the afternoon, the guide directed them to make camp by a stream, under the tall, clustering spruces in a deep ravine. Tired from their hard run, the hounds threw themselves down by the cool stream to satisfy their thirst. Mustard employed his time in licking his wounded nose, where the claws of the bob-cat had raked it.
But there's nothin' mean in the sorrel, an' he won't get hurt." "I'll ride him," said Wilbur stoutly. "You might, at that," rejoined Bob-Cat. "He's a game little sport, Rifle-Eye," he added, turning to the tall figure beside him, "why not let him play his hand out? You can't be dead sure how the spots will fall.
Before reaching there, however, Tad sat down in a rocky basin, to enjoy to the fullest the sense of being alone in the mountain fastness. His quiver was full of arrows, and the strong, business-like looking bow lay across his knees. "If I could see a bob-cat now, I'd have something real to interest me," Tad confided to himself. But not a sign of animal life did he observe anywhere about him.
Bob-cat, who, of course, wasn't old then, took it into his head to prowl about in Turkey Wood. Already Mr. Bob-cat had begun to form a sneaky habit of stealth.
"I didn't force your hand none," replied the other, "I was merely throwin' out a suggestion." "If I refuse the boy somethin' another man says is all right, doesn't that make it look as ef it was meanness in me? An' he goin' to work with me, too! What's the use o' sayin' that you ain't forcin' my hand? Givin' advice, Bob-Cat, ain't any go-as-you-please proposition; it's got to be thought out.
Have you had any experience?" "Just the Colorado Ranger School, sir," said the boy. "You were to be here three days ago." "Yes, Mr. Merritt, but I was delayed, and I put up a couple of days with Ben, here." "He reckoned he had more right to a rabbit what a bob-cat was feastin' on than the cat had," volunteered Rifle-Eye in explanation.
Well, son, ye'd better turn the pony in." The boy dismounted, and, half in pique at the dubious character given him by Bob-Cat and half in thanks for the meeting at the station and the ride, he turned to the cowboy, and said: "I'm glad I've 'got the makings' anyway, and I'm much obliged, Bob-Cat, for all the yarns you told me on the trail.
"You didn't give me an opportunity of speaking to you until just now, but I noticed that you looked disturbed at dinner." "I daresay I did," Millicent answered ruefully. "I should be distressed to think there was any serious cause for it." Millicent laughed. "Mrs. Keith believes it's serious enough, and I'm in disgrace. One of the animals bit the bob-cat, and now the creature's missing."
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