|Subject:||stock certificate gunner|
|Date:||Mon, 18 Sep 2006 06:16:20 +0200|
Apparently more buffalo were in sight than on the previous day andabout in the same latitude. Then farther down he espieda huge brown object lying inert.
Dry camp, Catlee, spoke up a gruff voice from behind.
He lost no time hooking up traces and harness andgetting under way. Only now and then did he scan the plain for sign of hiscomrades. The meeting with Tom Doan last night had occasioned, all in twelvehours, a change in Milly Fayre.
Tom essayed it with a vim that made up for misgivings. Tom essayed it with a vim that made up for misgivings.
Tom took stock of his achievements, and was exceedingly amazed andexultant. Pilchuck was on the way back with a load of fifty-six hides. The future seemed like that gold-rimmed horizon line. BurnHudnall reflected his fathers spirit.
You look like a boy tryin to play mumbly-peg an leap-frog atonce, she replied with a giggle. It took violence to make a quick job of this one.
Mounting Dusty herode eastward, scanning the plain for the next dead buffalo. Reckon theressafety in numbers an sure the buffalo are plenty enough.
Must be some knack about the job, then, rejoined Tom, mountingDusty.
One of the wagons, that onedriven by Jett, was close behind. Tomcommented, remembering his comrades words.
Tom took stock of his achievements, and was exceedingly amazed andexultant. The road laydownhill, and ahead the gray prairie rolled in undulating vaststretches to the horizon. When the camp choreswere finished Tom took the telescope and climbed to the ridge-top. Tom saw that this wasa paramount issue with Sally. Apparently more buffalo were in sight than on the previous day andabout in the same latitude.
Anif I was comin at all they were comin too. Must be some knack about the job, then, rejoined Tom, mountingDusty. He crawled out of his blankets as ifhe were crippled. You didnt give me any such damn thing, shouted Hudnall angrily.
Hewas a rebel and lost no opportunity to let that fact be known.
Milly did not need such admonition, so far as her stepfather wasconcerned. The whole operation did not takelong and did not appear difficult.
Pilchuck lashed outwith the long whip and yelled lustily.
BurnHudnall reflected his fathers spirit. Behind and below him, closer than fifty yards, the other bulls werepassing into the timber. Youre no more related to Jett than I am, said Mrs. Jett round the campfire, darkness settled. Yet she could harbor no doubt of this fine-spoken,clear-eyed young man.
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