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JOSE. 85 . killed most obligingly, I never can suppress an un- pleasant sensation when I see one of those stragglers plowing over the ground. Fifteen minutes sport such as I experienced, is not soon forgotten. By the way, I promised to relate my adventure to you, Baumann,” he continued, after a pause. The man was apparently making an effort to re- lease himself from a mental strain and his friend looked up and smiled in a re-assuring way. “J have not had an opportunity,” Green continued, “and Iam obliged to you for respecting my silence. Give me time and I will tell you everything.” The young German held out his hand. “You know where you can call upon a friend whenever you need one, Green,” he said, giving the other’s hand a warm pressure. “Doas you think best and rest assured I shall not feel grieved at a fleeting mood.” | He nodded to the other and cantered away, while Green gazed after him as if relieved of a great burden. | | Fully five days elapsed ere the train reached the end of the drove of browsing buffaloes, consisting as it did of a million head, and every available space in the wagons was stocked with fresh meat, which in the rarefied atmosphere of the plains dries rather than spoils; and on the night of the seventeenth day out, camp was struck.on the shores of the Arkansas River, along which the Santa Fe trail winds for a distance of a hundred miles ere it inter- sects it. After the evening meal, Baumann lighted a cigar and was in the act of strolling toward the stream, which presented a grateful change, with its shrub- Gomicbooks (e(e)