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Weel, Dud, are ye glad? Ye hae kilt yer first moose!" "Yes," said Hemenway, "it's my first moose. But it's your first moose, too. And I think it's our last. Ye gods, what a fighter!" Copyright, 1907, by Charles Scribner's Sons. Used by permission of the publishers. II. The Wild-Horse Hunter By Zane Grey
Zane he had nothing to explain and that he stood ready to give any satisfaction in his power. But he wisely thought better of this. It struck him that this would not be fair, for no matter what the girl had done the Colonel had always been his friend. So Alfred pulled himself together and resolved to make a clean breast of the whole affair. "Col.
She liked the ruggedness, the signs of honest worth which clung to them. Despite her youth, she had been much sought after because of her personal attractions, and had thus added experience to the natural keen intuition all women possess. The glances of several of the men, particularly the bold regard of one Roger Brandt, whom Colonel Zane introduced, she had seen before, and learned to dislike.
I went up to him and found him to be a big strong fellow with an honest, merry face. He said: 'I'm Boone. I was considerably taken aback, especially when I saw he knew I was a white man all the time. We camped and hunted along the river a week and at the Falls of the Muskingong he struck out for his Kentucky home." "Here is Wetzel," said Col. Zane, who had risen and gone to the door.
The senior officer, Colonel Ebenezer Zane, was in a blockhouse some fifty or a hundred yards outside of the wall. The enemy made several desperate assaults to break into the fort, but at every onset they were driven back. The ammunition for the defence of the fort was deposited in the blockhouse, and there had not been time to remove it before the Indians approached.
The evening before Biggs was to leave for his home, Bim went over to eat supper with Ann at the tavern. It happened that Jack Kelso had found Abe sitting alone with his Blackstone in Offut's store that afternoon. "Mr. Kelso, did you ever hear what Eb Zane said about the general subject of sons-in-law?" Abe asked. "Never but I reckon it would be wise and possibly apropos," said Kelso.
A few shrill halloes uttered by the first observers of the newcomers brought braves, maidens and children trooping toward the party with friendly curiosity. Jonathan Zane stepped before a cabin adjoining the large structure, and called in at the open door. A short, stoop-shouldered white man, clad in faded linsey, appeared on the threshold.
Zane was a prisoner here; he had a good look at this place, and you can gamble he'll remember." "Zane must hev gone back to Fort Henry with the girl." "Mark what I say, he'll come back!" "Wal, we kin hold this place against all the men Eb Zane may put out." "He won't send a man," snapped Brandt passionately.
Zane putting his hand kindly on the young man's shoulder. "I was wondering what gave you that older and graver look. It's hard, lad, but it's the way of life." "I have come back to get my old place with you, Col. Zane, if you will give it to me." "I will, and can promise you more in the future.
The ruddy sun had already sunk behind the wooded hill, and the long shadows of the trees lengthened on the green square in front of the fort. Colonel Zane stood in his doorway watching the river with eager eyes. A few minutes before a man had appeared on the bank of the island and hailed. The colonel had sent his brother Jonathan to learn what was wanted.
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