Sunset Ranch: A Story of a Boy's Adventures in the West — page 233: what you’re looking at

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Where Karl Went. 221 yonder there’s a band of keen-eyed cowboys moving up, eager to stretch hemp with the gang. Take your bearings, then, and lead off, Indian.” The Sioux lad looked at him affectionately. “Little Buckshot never forget that night in snow. Ugh! No fail, you see. Two days, no more, then we findum. Good. You come, this time me lead.” And when once more Karl urged his bronco for- ward it was with a satisfaction beyond expression, for his appetite had in a measure been appeased, and he was no longer single-handed in the dangerous game. comiclooks C©