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Rasco and Brown have been looking over the trails leading to Oklahoma. They are bound to outwit the United States cavalry, for the boomers have more right to that land than the cattle kings, and right is always might in the end." "Especially wid Pawnee on the end o' it, Dick.

He was selected by the general to make certain confidential investigations regarding the encroachments of settlers, boomers, etc., on the Oklahoma tract. It was necessary that the object should not be heralded beforehand by the press, and so we had to keep it quiet." "There, Mr.

At the front rode Pawnee Brown, Clemmer and several others who were personal friends of the scout. It was a grand sight, this moving. To this day some of the boomers say it was the grandest sight they ever beheld. Every heart was full of hope. Past trials and hardships were forgotten. The boomers were to enter the richest farming lands in the States and there start life anew.

What he had heard surprised him greatly. Many of the plans of the boomers, made in such secrecy, were known to the government authorities. The plan to move westward to Honnewell was known, and a passage through to Oklahoma from that direction was, consequently, out of the question. "The boys must know of this," thought Rasco.

Even at a distance Pawnee Brown could see that the Indian was having considerable trouble with Nellie Winthrop, who felt now assured that her first suspicions were correct and that Yellow Elk had taken her far from the boomers' camp. "I will not go with you!" cried the girl, and did her best to break from the warrior's grasp.

"Let go of me," cried the frightened girl, and attempted to pull away, but Vorlange held her tight. "You come along with me. No one, and especially Pawnee Brown, has any right in this territory just now, and it is my business to see that all such people are kept out. I presume you belong to that crowd of boomers, since you say you were carried off from Arkansas City?"

Such is the training and instinct of a true American aboriginal. While speaking Yellow Elk had leaped through the brush, and now he came up and peered into Dick's face. Instantly his eyes filled with anger. "I know white boy; he friend to Pawnee Brown. Indian see him at big moving." meaning the camp of the boomers. He had not noticed Dick in the fight at the cave.

Seeing this, Pawnee Brown turned to the eastward, out of the ravine, and in three minutes had his pursuers entirely off the trail. His face grew thoughtful as he allowed Bonnie Bird to drop into a walk. The cavalry had followed the wagon train westward they were bound to keep the boomers in sight. What was to be done?

"Jack, I believe I once told you about my schoolboy days at Wellington and elsewhere before I left home to take up a life on the cattle trails?" "Yes, Pawnee. From all accounts you wuz cut out for a schoolmaster, instead of a leader of us boomers." "I was a professor once at the Indian Industrial school at Pawnee Agency.

"Out here we can't do things exactly as they are done in the big cities," grinned Vorlange. "We are out here after the boomers just now, and your being here with Pawnee Brown will rather go against you. But keep quiet now until I return." Thus speaking, the spy quirted the opening, leaving Nellie alone.

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