Sunset Ranch: A Story of a Boy's Adventures in the West — page 37: what you’re looking at

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Chased by a Prairie Fire. 31 arouse his admiration, and was eager to exchange what he knew for those things his heart had yearned after. : Cuthbert’s cayuse proved to be in good trim, and the already half-fagged Buckskin was forced to do his prettiest in order to keep alongside during that sharp gallop; but the little fellow was made of stern stuff, and had proved his mettle on the previous night, so that he hung on with the pertinacity of a wolf in chase of its wounded quarry, and old hunters declare this to be the acme of doggedness. The sun hung low in the west when Karl gave a shout that betokened satisfaction, and turning to Cuthbert, he exclaimed: “There, my boy, how’s that?” “Why, what on earth are we up against?” said Cuthbert, gazing curiously ahead. “There’s a rough looking one-story building and a heap of other odd- looking outhouses. I guess that’s what they are.” Karl laughed. “Keep on looking, Cuthbert, and you'll see jest what we’ve struck in about a minute.” Then Cuthbert detected moving figures, men on horseback and groups of cattle that were being rounded up for some purpose, perhaps shipment. East in charge of trusty herders, to the nearest rail- road. Eagerly the tenderfoot strained his eyes while the panorama gradually unfolded more and more as the two riders swept on nearer the animated scene, and the declining sun sent his quivering red shafts over the erstwhile white fleecy clouds until the whole heavens seemed ablaze. “By Jove, it must be a ranch!” exclaimed Cuth- bert. It was his first glimpse of a real, genuine cattle ranch, and naturally he took the keenest interest in everything connected with the whole affair. COMmicaoo cS CO