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As the swaying, bellowing mass swept along in the moonlight, crashing and trampling through the light outlying timber, some of the coachers were seen working their way to the lead, and the wild cattle having no settled plan, followed them blindly.
He and the others formed a line parallel with the course of the cattle, and raced along between them and the timber, keeping up an incessant fusillade with their whips, while the old man's voice rang out loudly in directions to the blacks behind. "Keep the coachers with 'em! Flog 'em along! Cut the hides off 'em!"
Harvard is still five in the lead, you know." "If you can hold them down " "I am going to do my best." "If you save this game the boys won't do a thing when we get back to New Haven not a thing!" The next batter flied out to shortstop, and Griswold remained on second. Now there was suspense, for Yale had two men out. A sudden hush fell on the field, broken only by the voices of the two coachers.
We might try a dash at it, if you like, before we go back; it's moonlight now." "Let's have a try to-night" said Gordon. "Are your coachers handy?" "Yairs. They feed near the house. I'll send 'em on with the gins to-night." When they got back that evening, Carew was so dead-tired that he wished the wild cattle expedition at Jericho.
"We take coachers out. We have a very fair coaching mob. Some of our coachers are as quick as racehorses, and they'll hustle wild cattle away from the scrub just as if they understood." "What do you mean by coachers?" asked Carew. "Not cattle that go in carts, eh?" "Carts, no.
Before the first match was struck, a sound of subdued voices behind us notified the coming of two more interlopers. One of these was Stevenson, a tank-sinker, now on his way northward with twenty-two fresh horses fresh, by the way, only in respect of their new branch of industry, for the draft was made-up entirely of condemned coachers from Hay, and broken-down cab-horses from Victoria.
The Rube pitched with heavy, violent effort. He had still enough speed to be dangerous. But after the manner of ball players Shultz and the coachers mocked him. "Take all you can," called Ellis to Shultz. Every pitch lessened the Rube's strength and these wise opponents knew it. Likewise the Rube himself knew, and never had he shown better head work than in this inning.
"Joseph," said Hodge, as young Joe Crowfoot stepped out, "I know your noble grandsire, and for his sake I'm not going to work you very hard to-day. I'll let you go right back to the bench in a moment." "Mebbe so," muttered young Joe. "We see." Then he picked out a good one and lifted a long fly into the field. "Hold your bases! hold your bases!" shouted the coachers at Hollis and Brooks.
Roger had made no mistake in judgment, and, despite the Texan's effort to baffle the hitter, Cline managed to bump a roller into the diamond. Cooper, charging in, scooped the sphere and snapped it underhand to Eliot; for Larkins, having started to dig gravel with the first motion of Grant's arm, was doing his utmost to score. "Slide!" shrieked the coachers.
I heard one bullet whiz past me like a scorpyun. Well, it can't be helped. Those old coachers will all battle their way home again before long. Gordon, I vote we go home. They're your cattle now, and you'll have to come out again after 'em some day, and do a little more shootin'. Get a suit of armour on you first, though."
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