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He dashed across from the cook-tent to the woods, and then back again. The boys all urged him on. The girls ran together in a frightened group, Lil moaning: "Oh, he's here again! that dreadful man is here again!" "Hush you!" commanded Liz, in disgust. "'Tain't no man. 'Tain't even a ha'nt. I seen it. It's a black and white kitten " "Oh, Chet! call him off! call him off!" begged Laura.
It occurred to him that she was unusually calm and serious. He turned after a moment and led the way to the cook-tent, which was always unoccupied at this time. There, in sullen amazement, he listened to the plea of his wife and daughter.
Pink dismounted stiffly and walked painfully to the cook-tent. Ten months out of saddle with a new, unbroken one to begin on again told, even upon Pink, and made for extreme discomfort.
Long-legged fellows with spurs a-jingle hurried in and out of the cook-tent, colliding often, shouting futile questions, commands and maledictions they were the Happy Family: loyal, first and last to the Flying U, feeling a certain degree of proprietorship and a good deal of responsibility.
But he did not have to, for, just then, in came Daddy Brown and Bunker Blue, their rubber coats all shining wet in the lantern light. "What made that noise?" asked Mother Brown. "The cook-tent blew over," said Daddy Brown, "and all the pots, pans and kettles fell in a heap. But we'll let them go until morning, I guess, as the worst of the storm is over. Now we'll all go to bed again."
"He's liable to be most anything, and I'll gamble he can build a good dinner for a hungry man. That's the main point," said Weary. At daybreak Weary woke and heard him humming a little tune while he moved softly about the cook-tent and the mess-wagon, evidently searching mostly for the things which were not there, to judge from stray remarks which interrupted the love song.
But we, too, enjoyed a pleasant Thanksgiving. In the morning, throughout the corps, there was brigade inspection; we put on our good clothes and presented ourselves to our generals, looking our best; then as we marched back into the various camps, we found dinner smoking in many a cook-tent, and the odor of roast meats rising throughout the whole corps like an odor of sweet incense.
Insensibly he neared the cook-tent, where Patsy so far forgot himself as to stand just without the lifted flap and watch the fun with sour interest. "Ah-h want yuh!" yelled Big Medicine, quite purple but far from surrender, and gave a leap. "Go get me!" shouted Irish, whipping down the sides of his mount with his hat.
Laura went carefully around to the rear, stepping on firm ground so as to leave no marks. There was a rear opening to the cook-tent out of the part Liz had been sleeping in. But these flaps were laced down. However, there were marks in the soft ground right here footmarks that could not be mistaken.
"Of course not," said he, all his ill-humor having returned. "That fellow, the bishop, is in our camp and in Clyde's bed. Clyde foolishly gave him his bed because he said the cook-tent was too cramped for a man to stay in it all day." "Why need he stay?" asked Mrs. Archibald. "Has he taken cold? Is he sick?" "No indeed," said Raybold.
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