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I took the chain from his neck, a cowboy helped me to carry him to the shed where lay the remains of Blanca, and as we laid him beside her, the cattle-man exclaimed: "There, you would come to her, now you are together again." SILVERSPOT, The Story of a Crow HOW MANY of us have ever got to know a wild animal?
What was Horne doing with them? I thought Horne was an honest cattle-man." "Lord Bern, don't ask me thet! I'm all muddled now tryin' to figure things." Venters told of the fight and the race with Jerry Card and its tragic conclusion. "I knowed it! I knowed all along that Wrangle was the best hoss!" exclaimed Judkins, with his lean face working and his eyes lighting. "Thet was a race!
"It’s a quarter to eleven. We’ll have a hard bit of riding to reach Blind Creek before midnight." Then he knew as well as she, perhaps better, the route to Jim’s hiding-place; she had never been there as yet. And if Peter knew, doubtless every cattle-man in the country knew. What a fool she had been with her talk of meeting Tom Lorimer! A sense of utter defeat seemed to paralyze her energies.
For the first time in his life he was helpless. Those supple limbs of his had never been bound before, and he tugged and tugged to be free till he cut his skin against the hard, unyielding bull-hide ropes. It was no good. Mick was too old a cattle-man to leave a rope so that it could be loosened by pulling.
This only I know, that when the morning dawned, he was lying there still in his position of calm repose, but his spirit was gone-the old king-wolf was dead. I took the chain from his neck, a cowboy helped me to carry him to the shed where lay the remains of Blanca, and as we laid him beside her, the cattle-man exclaimed: "There, you would come to her, now you are together again."
For the first half-hour it seemed as if the dominion of the cattle-man had ended, but as the swift car drew away from the valley of the Bear and climbed the divide toward the north, the free range was disclosed, with few changes, save in the cattle, which were all of the harmless or hornless variety, appearing tame and spiritless in comparison with the old-time half-wild broad-horn breeds.
And to see the thin face of that mother flush with unusual colour when we handed her one of those monstrous red plush albums which we had purchased jointly and in which we had all written our names in lieu of our photographs, and between the leaves of which the cattle-man had generously slipped a hundred dollar bill, was worth being blockaded for a dozen Christmases.
"I'm in much the same fix," said the cattle-man. "I've got a flask of prime old whiskey here, but it don't seem like it's very appropriate for the occasion, though it's at the service of any of you gents." "Never seen no occasion in which whiskey wasn't appropriate," said the cow-boy, mellowing at the sight of the flask. "I mean 'taint fit for kids," explained the cattle-man handing it over.
"Once on a time, when it paid to be a cattle-man," began Peter, "there was an outfit near Laramie that hailed from the United Kingdom, every mother’s son of them.
'Uncle Sam's blue coat was like Siegfried's magic armor, he said; 'it was the kind of thing the mounted police of Canada had been called upon to do many a time, and I went in and got my men. That ended the war, so far as violent measures went, and it really ended the sovereignty of the cattle-man. The power of the 'nester' has steadily increased from that moment."
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