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"More of Yellow Elk's work!" muttered the boomer. "I'll tell you, men, that red is a corker, and as a dead Indian he couldn't be beat." "I declar' this most stumps me!" growled Dan Gilbert. "Here's the trail plain enough, but it's all out of the question ter follow on shank's own mare." "Let us hunt up Clemmer and the others," suggested Jack Rasco.
But Yellow Elk's hold was a good one, and she only succeeded in tearing her dress. "We be dare in few minutes now," replied the redskin. "Den all be right you wait and see." "I won't go with you let me down!" screamed Nellie, but he silenced her by a fierce gesture which made the boomer's blood boil.
"She ran away when the other Indians came to Yellow Elk's assistance," answered Pawnee Brown, and in a few hurried words he told his story. "Then she can't be far off." "Let us hunt for her at once," cried Dick, and his enthusiasm made the men laugh, at which the boy blushed furiously. "Never mind, Dick, yer don't think no more of her nor I do," said Rasco. "Which way, Pawnee?" "This way, boys."
"When I got a panicky letter from one of Running Elk's professors coupling her name vaguely with that of my Indian, I wavered in my determination to see this experiment out; but the analyst is unsentimental, and a fellow who sets out to untangle the skein of nature must pay the price, so I waited.
These six borders I sent to the wives of Caspar Nuetzel, Hans Imhof, Straeub, the two Spenglers, and Loeffelholz, and to each a good pair of gloves. To Pirkheimer I sent a large cap, a costly inkstand of buffalo horn, a silver Emperor, one pound of pistachios, and three sugar canes. To Caspar Nuetzel I sent a great elk's foot, ten large fir cones, and cones of the stone-pine.
And then, as she passed hurriedly around the table where the pipe lay, the treacherous fringe of her shawl caught in the delicate antlers of the elk's head and dragged it from its place upon the table. It fell to the floor with a crash, and we both looked down in dismay on the wreck at her feet.
We had entered the desert by noon; the warm, red sands fell away from the wheels with soft, hissing sounds. Occasionally a little horned toad sped panting along before us, suddenly darting aside to watch with bright, cunning eyes as we passed. Some one had placed a buffalo's skull beside a big bunch of sage and on the sage a splendid pair of elk's antlers.
Over the mantelpiece is a huge elk's head, which fell to the rifle of General Crook, and was presented to Mary Anderson by that renowned American hunter; and here, under a glass case, is a stuffed hawk, a deceased actor and former colleague. Dressed in appropriate costume he used to take the part of the Hawk in Sheridan Knowles' comedy of "Love," in which Mary Anderson played the Countess.
Forty yards of rope made of elk's hide were then coiled about him, till he 'was wound up like an Egyptian mummy. I have elsewhere shown that this custom of binding with bonds the seer who is to be inspired, existed in Graeco-Egyptian spiritualism, among Samoyeds, Eskimo, Canadian Hareskin Indians, and among Australian blacks.
Fiddles behind a .44 Winchester and that old buck browsing to windward" and he nodded at the elk's head "would have made the village Mayor sit up and think. Bang! There!" I waited and let him run on. It is never wise to interrupt Marny.
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