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"Dog!" again ejaculated the Navajo, interrupting him; and the words hissed through his teeth, while his eyes glared with an expression of the fiercest malignity. "He! he!" cried Rube, at this moment galloping up; "he! he! that Injun's as savagerous as a meat axe. Lamm him! Warm his collops wi' the bull rope; he's warmed my old mar. Nick syrup him!"
I kud take the full o' that paraira o' hosses acrosst the 'Pash trail, 'ithout making a sign that any Injun's a-gwine to foller, particularly an Injun on the war-beat as them is now." "How?" asked Seguin. "I'll tell yur how, cap, ev yur'll tell me what 'ee wants to cross the trail for." "Why, to conceal ourselves in the Pinon range; what else?"
"You make him talk!" Jim returned scornfully. "All you did was t' make him shut up. Whitey made him talk." "G'wan," Bill retorted. "Didn't them suggestions o' mine 'bout white men an' Injuns start him thinkin' 'bout that bad White Chief hombre? An' didn't I get rid o' Henry Dorgan, 'cause Injun's distrustful of him, an' wouldn't chin with him 'round?"
He was a big fellow who would weigh about four hundred pounds, and had fourteen points little branches shooting off his horns. It was Injun's turn to shoot first, and he pulled back his bowstring and braced himself to let go. Right here it may be said that at thirty yards an arrow propelled by an Indian-made bow is just as deadly as a bullet, if it hits its mark.
"Y' all ready for school to-morrow, Whitey?" Bill began, on his roundabout attack. "Yeh," Whitey replied gloomily. "Too bad 'bout you, Injun. Kind o' disappointin', their barrin' you out. Kind o' unfair, too." Injun's response to this was as broad a grin as he ever showed to the world. "Me glad," he said. "No like school."
"I looks at Cherokee; his face is as ca'm as a Injun's; he's too finely fibred a sport to so much as let a eyelash quiver. This Holliday is equally onemotional. Cherokee shoves over three yaller chips. "'Call 'em ten thousand each, says Cherokee. Then he waits for this Holliday to place his next bets.
Anyways, you don't need to be afraid of him like Purdy. But men is men, an' you got to watch 'em." As the girl chattered on she helped Alice to dress for the trail and when the "war-bag" was packed and tied with a stout cord, the girl crossed to the window and drew back the shade. "The Injun's back.
This, tucked in a large pair of men's trousers, below which were beaded moccasins, was Injun's costume, which he wore with quiet dignity. "What do you s'pose that is?" asked Whitey, pointing at the speck. "Dog," Injun answered briefly. "A dog!" cried Whitey, who, though he had never ceased to wonder at Injun's keenness of sight, was inclined to question it now. "What can a dog be doing out there?"
Then they ate long, and were unashamed. "Jest a touch o' Heaven right now," said Shif'less Sol, in tones of deep conviction. "This is the healthy life here, an' it makes a feller jump when he oughter jump. Me bein' a naterally lazy man, I'd be likely to lay 'roun' an' eat myself so fat I couldn't walk, but the Injun's don't give me time.
The Injun's gun wasn't in s-sight anywheres." "Houck's a bad actor," Dud said. "Yes." Blister came back to the order of the day. "All right, boys. Shifts of three hours each, then. T-turn an' turn about. You two take this knoll here. If you see anything movin' that looks suspicious, blaze away. We'll c-come a-runnin'." Bob had drunk at supper two cups of strong coffee instead of his usual one.
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