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Booth tumbled over the back of the seat, and, clutching at a wagon-bow to steady himself, he saw, "off to the right," an Indian who was in the act of letting an arrow drive at Hallowell; it struck the side of the box, and at the same instant Booth fired, scaring the red devil badly.
Gid-dap! Yip!" "Well, by thunder, I'll see for myself." So the captain clambered from the seat to the side step, and hanging hard to the front wagon-bow, took a good look. "Indians, aren't they?" asked the lieutenant, braced to the lines. "Yes; and coming like blazes!" That they were. The objects that had resembled turkeys were their feathered heads rising from a ravine.
Tom came up, rifle in hand, like a jack-in-the-box, and bent on bloodshed. "Shut up," said Dan Anderson. "Well, I ain't so sure," said Tom, judicially rubbing his chin. "It's a new wagon-bow for you fellers; and next time just you don't get quite so funny, by a leetle shade." I interfered at this point, for trouble had begun in Heart's Desire over smaller things than this.
A thin wagon-bow, or barrel-hoops, may then be wrapped around the outside of the felloe, and secured with small nails or tacks. This increases the diameter of the wheel, so that when the tire has been heated, put on, and cooled, it forces back the spokes into their true places, and makes the wheel as sound and strong as it ever was.
He got me back to camp after a long and painful hour and with a wagon-bow, which he made into a splint, set the fracture. But our enterprise was at an end. Help would have to be found now, and before spring. One man and a cripple could never get through the winter. It was determined that Harrington must go for this needful assistance just as soon as possible.
He grabbed to catch it, the mules lurched and out he pitched, half through the pucker-hole, so that he hung doubled on his stomach, over the end-gate, clutching at nothing. A fraction more, and he'd have been in the road, too. The Indians whooped gladly, ready to pick him up. He barely managed to reach for the wagon-bow, and haul himself back. Wh-whew! There was no time for cogitating.
She was dressed in some brown fabric, and wore a thick veil over her face; but as she climbed in I saw that she had yellow hair and bright eyes and lips; and that she was trembling so that her hands shook as she took hold of the wagon-bow, and her voice quivered as she thanked me, in low tones. The man with the black beard pressed her hand as he left her.
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