The Huge Hunter - Or, the Steam Man of the Prairies by Edward S. (Edward Sylvester) Ellis
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'Not if he takes to the mountains. Leastways yer isn't him that would like to undertake to ride up the mountain behind that old gintle-man.' 'Nor I either, but we can leave the wagon when we get to the base of the mountain.' 'And give the reds time to come down and run off with yer whole team.' 'Do you think there is danger of that?' 'Dunno as thar be, but ef they catched sight of yourself, they'd raise yer ha'r quicker'n lightning.' Seeing that the little fellow was considerably discouraged, Baldy hastened to add: 'Ef you're keerful, younker, and I b'lieve yer generally be, take a ride thar yerself, behind yer jumping-jack, but remember my advice and stick to yer wagon.' Having thus obtained permission of the hunter, Johnny Brainerd, as may well be supposed, did not wait long before availing himself of his privilege. The weather, which had been threatening toward the latter part of the day, entirely cleared away, and the next morning dawned remarkably clear and beautiful. So the boy announced his intention of making the expected visit, after which, he promised to devote himself entirely to performing the duty of sentinel. |
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