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Updated: June 14, 2025
As Mortimer Arbuckle failed to come West, Jack Rasco returned to the companionship of Pawnee Brown, for, as already stated, he considered himself the great boomer's right-hand man. At last Mortimer Arbuckle had come on with Dick, to find Rasco had given his word to Pawnee Brown to stick with the boomers until the desired entrance into Oklahoma was effected. "Yer will hev ter wait, Mr.
Which way shall we go?" "Let us strike across the prairie and to the north. That is bound to bring us into Kansas sooner or later, and once there we'll be sure to locate the boomers without much trouble." Both were hungry, but, as there was no food at hand, neither said a word on that point.
An hour after found him again among the boomers. Mike Delaney was just coming in by the Allen trail. The Irishman was much crestfallen over his failure to find a better trail than that selected by the scout, and Rosy was giving it to him with a vengeance. "Th' nixt toime ye go forward it will be undher Pawnee Brown's directions, Moike Delaney!" she cried.
As the reader knows, the beautiful mare was gone, and had been for some time. "I suppose that young Arbuckle took her," he mused. "But, if so, why doesn't he come back here with her?" There being no help for it, the scout set off for the camp of the boomers on foot. He was just entering the temporary settlement when he came face to face with Jack Rasco, another of the boomers.
They were a detachment of the Seventh United States Cavalry, and the lieutenant referred to by Tucker was in command. For over a month they had been watching the boomers assembling in Kansas. Other portions of the United States troops were watching the would-be Oklahoma settlers in Arkansas and Texas. There was every prospect of a lively time ahead, and it was not far off.
He stood by Campbell's tent while the crowd gathered about and related the history of his strike, and then he went on with his plans for the mine and his predictions of boom times to come. "Just you wait," he said, bulking big in the moonlight; "you wait till them Nevada boomers come. Things are dead over there Keno and Wunpost are worked out; they'll hit for this camp to a man.
She hoped Andy would stay a month or two, though the "season" was about over. She knew he would just love the plunge and the surf-bathing, and there was going to be a boomers' barbacue up at the Big Trees in two weeks and it would seem like home to him, seeing a cow roasted whole!
A short while after the two found themselves in the town once more. Nellie had put up at the Commercial Hotel, and to this hostelry they made their way and entered the office. "No news of the young lady," said the clerk in charge, who had been interviewed before. "I am quite certain she started for the boomers' camp on horseback." Rasco heaved a sigh.
"Be cautious for you are all the world to me!" and he kissed his son affectionately. "Who could have attacked father?" he murmured, half aloud. "It was a dastardly thing to do. I must find out, even if I have to remain in the city. But who knows but what it was one of the boomers? Perhaps the man saw father had money and only asked about his papers to put him off the track.
The sight which met his gaze caused his heart to sink within him. There, drawn up in line, was the full troop of cavalry sent out by the government to stop the boomers' entrance to the much-coveted territory. Vorlange's spy work was responsible, and Pawnee Brown's carefully-laid plan had fallen through. "Lost!"
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