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Updated: May 18, 2025
I was determined not to fire until near and sure of hitting. We closed at full gallop. Our horses almost touched. I levelled and pulled trigger. The cap snapped upon my pistol! The lance-blade glittered in my eyes; its point was at my breast. Something struck me sharply in the face. It was the ring-loop of a lasso. I saw it settle over the shoulders of the Indian, falling to his elbows.
"to a Mountain Daisy," "to a Haggis," "to a Louse," "to the Toothache," &c. and occasionally to his brother bards and lady or gentleman patrons, often with strokes of tenderest sensibility, idiopathic humor, and genuine poetic imagination still oftener with shrewd, original, sheeny, steel-flashes of wit, home-spun sense, or lance-blade puncturing.
I had no curiosity to look over, and as little time. He did not halt a moment, but advanced at a run, holding his spear at the charge. I saw that I should be impaled unless I could parry the thrust. I struck wildly, but with success. The lance-blade glinted from the head of my weapon. Its shaft passed me; and our bodies met with a shock that caused us both to reel upon the very edge of the cliff.
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