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In addition to Bud, Nort and Dick, there was Snake Purdee, who was in virtual charge, according to instructions from Bud's father. Yellin' Kid, Rolling Stone and several other cowboys made up the remainder of the party, which was well armed, and provisioned as fully as was practical.
"Sounds like a cattle stampede," remarked Bud, urging his pony forward. "And yet it can't be that." Nort and Dick followed as soon as they could swing their horses about. The sound of shouting and the thunder of the feet of many animals horses or steers came more plainly to the ears of the boy ranchers. With Bud in the advance, urging his pony to topmost speed, Nort and Dick followed.
"But it won't be long until dark, for we don't get the full benefit of the afternoon sun down in this gorge. And we can't do anything except by daylight. No use looking for sign in the dark." "That's right," agreed Nort. "But I was afraid it was a black rabbit you'd seen." "As if we didn't have enough bad luck without that," commented Dick.
"Whew!" whistled Nort. "It does look that way. What we going to do, Dick?" The two brothers were behind a great boulder, off to one side. Bud and some of the cowboys were replying to a brisk fire on the part of the besieging Greasers. For a moment, after having tied the bandage on his hand, Dick did not answer.
"If you have been careless, that is no concern of mine." "Careless, indeed! And the way I works, when others is a-snorin' in their beds! I might just as well do nort, every bit, and get more thanks and better wages. That's the way of the world all over. Come Saturday week, I shall better myself."
So night settled down on the second day of their rush forward on the trail of Mike and those he held captive. "You get to bed and take it easy," Nort said to Bud, when the latter talked of standing guard, after camp had been made. "That's right," agreed Dick. "There's enough of us without you." "But I don't want to be a quitter!" Bud said.
"You didn't get him back," observed Nort, for he and Dick, as well as Bud, had noticed that the new cow puncher bestrode one of the extra ponies kept at the camp corral for use in relieving the regular animals. "No, he got clean away," and Henry Mellon did not seem to worry much about it.
"On the trail!" grimly remarked Bud as they started to join forces with those from Diamond X. "On the trail!" echoed Nort and Dick. "And we can't meet with those Yaquis any too soon for me!" added Rolling Stone. "You seem to have it in for them rather hard," observed Dick. "It can't be any too hard," answered the man with a grim tightening of the muscles around his mouth.
It was as though the rustlers had driven the cattle to the bottom of a rocky and bush- covered slope, and then as if the side of the hill had suddenly opened, providing a way through. "Like some old fairy yarn!" declared Bud. "This gets me!" "If we could only have gotten on the trail of the rascals sooner, Bud, we might have learned the secret," spoke Nort. "We ought to keep better watch!"
Together the boy ranchers rode on toward the fire, silently for a time, the only sounds being the thud of their ponies' feet and the creak of saddle leathers and stirrups. The smell of the burning grass was more pronounced now, and the pall of black smoke was rolling upward in a larger cloud. "It's a big fire!" exclaimed Nort. "How can we stop it, Bud?"
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