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Waving to the preacher to be silent, he continued his description: "When his wad was gone the bunch threw him down, and he had to hike for the sage-brush an' feed with the hogs on husks an' sech like winter fodder." The minister caught the word "husks." Slim was repeating his own version of the parable of the Prodigal Son. "Husks? Oh, the Prodigal Son," smiled Price.
When the Captain had started down the ravine Anderson had followed him, and just emerged from the bushes when the Indians suddenly came up. He had dropped on the ground, and endeavoured to roll himself back among the sage-brush, when an Indian saw him and gave the alarm. The warriors, not knowing how many white men might be in the brush, with their usual caution, had immediately sought cover.
Wire fences ran here and there, enclosing fields of alfalfa and wheat where once only the sage-brush and the grease-wood grew. Painted farm-houses shone on the banks of the creeks, and irrigating ditches flashed across the road with an air of business and decision.
We did not see MacRae go, but we knew that he must have crawled through the sage-brush to the creek channel, where, by stooping, he could gain the mouth of the canyon unseen. Anyway, our time was fully occupied in watching the brush-patch that sheltered our plundering friends.
Frank and I then galloped towards Vic. As soon as the dog saw us approaching she sprang into the air, shook herself in an ecstasy of delight, then put her nose to the earth, and went steadily on in advance, threading her way through clumps of sage-brush and greasewood and along the ravines. The tracks of a shod pony satisfied us that we were on the trail of Chiquita and her Navajo rider.
Elston was a widower living in a spot of green called Piney Ridge Cottage amid the sage-brush desert, living there alone with his daughter Julia. And this Julia well Do you see any porpoises, Brother Malby?" "Not yet. Go on." "Mr. Elston is a fine, good-hearted man, a gentleman in very deed. He soon found out who I was and invited me to his home. Julia was mistress there.
I recall the picture well enough to-day the sun-blistered sands all about, the short and scraggly sage-brush, the long line of white-topped wagons dwindling in the distance, the thin-faced figures which crowded about. The captain stood at the head of the front team, his hand resting on the yoke as he leaned against the bowed neck of one of the oxen.
A cow-pony had entered into the spirit of the occasion and was trying to toss his rider over his head. Fresno was the victim of the horse's deviltry. His predicament aroused wild shouts of mirth and sallies of the wit of the corral. "Hunt leather, Fresno, or he'll buck you clean over the wall," shouted Sage-brush. "Grab his tail," yelled Show Low, with a whoop.
Behind them was the beautiful green Panamint Valley, but before and below them for miles and miles, as far as the eye could reach, a flat, white desert, empty even of sage-brush, unrolled toward the horizon. In the immediate foreground a broken system of arroyos, and little cañóns tumbled down to meet it. To the north faint blue hills shouldered themselves above the horizon.
Already the long, gray shadow of the sage-brush fell like a cooling film across the little fellow's form and face. Homeless, unmissed, and deserted, the tiny man could do nothing but sit there and wait.
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