Cowmen and Rustlers - A Story of the Wyoming Cattle Ranges by Edward S. (Edward Sylvester) Ellis
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power to turn like a flash, it would have been the easiest thing in
the world to elude the efforts of the animal to seize them. They expected pursuit, and it looked for a minute as if they were not to be disappointed. The animal headed in their direction with no inconsiderable speed, but, with more intelligence than his kind generally display, he abruptly stopped, turned aside, and disappeared in the wood before it could be said the race had really begun. Jennie was the most disappointed of the three, for she had counted upon an adventure worth the telling, and here it was nipped in the bud. She expressed her regret. "There's no helping it," said Monteith, "for I can think of no inducement that will bring him back; but we have a good many miles before us, and it isn't likely that he's the only bear in this part of Maine." "There's some consolation in that," she replied, leading the way back toward the middle of the course; "if we see another, don't be so abrupt with him." The stream now broadened to nearly three times its ordinary extent, so that it looked as if they were gliding over the bosom of some lake lagoon instead of a small river. At the widest portion, and from the furthest point on the right, twinkled a second light, so far back among the trees that the structure from whence it came was out of sight. They gave it little attention and kept on. Sterry took out his watch. The moonlight was so strong that he saw the |
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