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"Jumping Jehosaphat!" ejaculated Gowan. "That shore is mighty hard luck! I reckon pulling that spike turns your line of levels adrift like knocking out the picket-pin of an uneasy hawss." Blake burst into a hearty laugh. "That's a fine metaphor, Mr. Gowan. But it does not happen to fit the case.
The next in size is the "picket-pin", so called from his habit of sitting bolt upright on his haunches and remaining steadfast there, without the slightest movement, until danger threatens, when he whisks away so rapidly that it is quite impossible to follow his movements. In color he is of a grayish brown, with thick-set body, and short, slim tail.
"Mebbe you're right. I meet so many hop-nuts and dips and con guys and gun-molls that I get to thinkin' there's no decent folks left," she said with a touch of weariness. "Why don't you pull yore picket-pin and travel to a new range?" he asked. "They're no kind of people for you to be knowin'. Get out to God's country where men are white and poor folks get half a chance."
Luffree had been lying quietly beside the picket-pin until the little girl ran out, when he got up, ready to follow her, and joyfully leaped about the mare. Then he saw the teacher advancing, and remembered the rough handling of the day before.
"How did he get away? pull his picket-pin?" asked I. "No," replied Hal, "the lariat looks as though it had been cut." "It's plain enuff to tell who's got yer hoss; it's that Comanche. Them varmints are nat'ral hoss thieves, any how." "Do you mean to tell me, that that Indian could steal my horse, right here, under my very eyes, and I not see him?" angrily asked Hal.
Every one of them idolaters goes poundin' back, as fast as ever he can with hobbles on, to confess his sins an' say his pray'rs at the shrine of that old gray mare. Even Jerry, whose cynicism should have saved him, pulls his picket-pin with the rest an', takin' Tom along, goes curvin' off. It ain't more than ten minutes, you can gamble! when James an' me is on their trails.
Blanket, poncho, and overcoat, saddle-bags, side lines, lariat, and picket-pin everything, in fact, but themselves, their arms, cartridges, canteens, saddles, saddle-blankets, and bridles had been left to the pack-train. A good breakfast to start with, a few hardtack and slices of bacon in the breast-pocket of the hunting-shirt, settled the question of subsistence.
A shod hoof sounded upon the stones outside; it was Gode with my horse; and the next moment I heard him hammering the picket-pin into the pavement. Shortly after, Saint Vrain himself returned. "Well," I inquired, "what happened you?" "Nothing much. That's a weasel that never sleeps. He had mounted his horse before they came up with him, and was very soon out of their reach."
It was evident, therefore, that Basil had hit the animal though not in a deadly part and the wolves were now following with the hope of hunting it down. A new idea came into Basil's mind. He thought he might yet be in at the death; and with this idea he ran up to his horse, drew the picket-pin, and leaping upon his bare back, directed him after the chase.
We have found a patch of excellent grass, sir, and there is hardly any left inside. I will sleep by my picket-pin, and one of us will keep awake all the time, if the captain will permit." "How far away is it, sergeant?" "Not seventy-five yards, sir, close to the river-bank east of us." "Very well. Send Sergeant Clancy here, and I'll give the necessary orders."
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