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Updated: June 9, 2025
But I guess the boys will be busy enough without monkeying with your cayuse. If you put that homestead deal through, you can have any horse on the range except Chinook. You'll need a team, anyway, when you go to ranching." "Thanks, boss, but I'm gettin' kind of used to Pill." "Pill? You mean Phil Phil Sheridan. That's your horse's name." "Mebby.
"It ain't none o' your business when I bought him. I bought him the mo'nin' you pulled out." "What did you pay for him?" "Are you goin' to talk about that ol' cayuse all night?" he snorts, gettin' wrought up. "I'm goin' to talk about him until I find out about him," sez I, "an' you might as well come out of it an' tell what the' is to tell." "I don't have to tell nothin' about him.
Suddenly there was an awful roar, my pony shot round upon his hind legs after his beastly cayuse manner, deposited me sitting upon the ground and fled down the trail, pursued by two huge dogs that brushed past me as I fell. I was aroused from my amazement by a peal of laughter, shrill but full of music. I scrambled to my feet and said, somewhat angrily, I fear: "What are you laughing at?
They ought to know me better by this time." "Hey, stranger!" he called to a man who was riding past, "have you seen anything of a skinny roan cayuse fifteen han's high, white stocking on the near foreleg, an' a bandage on the off fetlock, Bar-20 being the brand?"
One of the officers called out: "Say, boys, that's their same old buckskin cayuse. What do you make of it?" It was the white jockey who replied: "If that's their speeder, it's a cinch. I could have run away at any time." A senior officer spoke up: "I kept tabs on it, and it's just the same time practically as the Colonel took on his stop watch yesterday. We've got them this time."
They will leave you alone with your own thoughts. They do not ask for your answer right now. They would wish you to sleep upon it. When the sun has risen over Washakee Peak they will come again into the wigwam of Little Cayuse. He will then give them his answer. If it is Yes, they will rejoice; all the Crow nation will be glad. If it is No, their hearts will be heavy.
I'm fired, ain't I?" "Correct. Only I was thinkin' your cayuse is all in. You couldn't get out of sight on him tonight. But you can take one of my string and send it back when you get ready." "Oh, I ain't sweatin' to hit the trail," said Fadeaway, for the benefit of his audience. "All right, Fade. But the boss is. It's up to you."
He did not seek the Indian murderer, nor for traces of his place of concealment. He went due west, to the nearest Indian camp, on the now diminished reservation. He called upon a wise and grave Piute, as old as some of the hills. "Captain Sides," he said, when the due formalities of greeting had been gratified, "I want you to get Cayuse.
"What was yu doin' to my cayuse afore yu come in?" Asked Buck. "Nothin'," replied the newcomer. "That was mine what I kicked in th' corrugations." "How is it yore ridin' the calico?" Asked the foreman. "I thought yu was dead stuck on that piebald." "That piebald's a goat; he's beein livin' off my pants lately," responded Hopalong.
"Good. Then you can learn right. Go rope a cayuse get some staples and that leetle axe in my office, and go to it. There's plenty fence." The "Go rope a cayuse" momentarily staggered the boy, but he went silently to the corral, secured a riata, and by puzzling the playful ponies by his amateur tactics he finally entangled "Baldy," a white-faced cow-pony of peaceful mien but uncertain disposition.
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