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The Young Ranchers; Or, Fighting the Sioux

Chapter 6 TIMOTHY BROPHY, ESQ., AT YOUR SERVICE.

Word Count: 1412    |    Released on: 01/12/2017

after the safety of Mrs. Starr and their little one; but it will be remembered that the hope of safety lay not in f

ood-by, Tim wheeled his horse and was off like a shot. He took good care to avoid the neighborhood of the bucks, and s

ployer, and was ready at any time, as he had always been, to risk his life for him. Believing as he did that he was in

consequence was that, when he was not dreaming of any such thing, he suddenly became the target for a fusillade from Sioux rifles that were waiting to receive young Starr, and therefore were not fully prepared for him. By desperate work and g

rocks, bowlders, and trees which he had used when on previous hunting expeditions. After he and Jack had disposed themselves for the night they were disturbed by the

lver ready for instant use, but unwilling

ervice," replied his friend, ide

he delighted Warren: "I have thought a score of times, when on the

sume that yours did

re i

bist shelter I could give h

h with me, or, rather, was do

e into l

erd of anything like it before.

t come inside till I strike a match

s evidently puzzled, raising his head and looking at them in

be disturbed about; you couldn't have better quarters, and you w

hat the pony should be left where he was, while the youths

selves as comfortable as on their

ng. Warren's voice trembled when he told the story of Bruno, who gave his life for

ul that everything would come out right, and that, by the time the sun rose, they woul

as yerself; the horses are frish and strong, and he'll not spare thim; the r

lly much greater because of the ridges, hills, streams, and d

bserved by the spalpeens that m

rstand the bus

" sturdily replied Tim; "ye

nd Dot; he will have to accommodate himself to th

n' and 'ifing,' ye may refar to oursilves and say that if the spalpeens come down here wid Sitt

shall not rest a minute until I know they have re

lowering his voice, as though afraid of

you th

arther to go than mesilf, and it was nearly an hour after I

hear no

hat the Sioux could have shot down the cattle as they did, so n

something. At any rate, instead of our hurrying back to the fort, we wi

give Plummer a helping hand, but see no way to do the same, and

eeping over them. Tim's remarks began to grow slower and more disconnected, until finally he failed to answer at all. F

ich composed a portion of their house. The temperature sank as the night progressed, and t

the Indians were certain to press them hard. They were so much more numero

were aroused by one of the most startling causes that can be conceived: It was the screaming whinny of T

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