244 MULE-HUNTING EXPEDITION. 
room. “Thunder and grizzlys,” says the Major, 
“the boys have forgot the Cap’en, and gone right 
after the mustangs!” You'd better believe we 
soon had you out, and you ain’t none the worse 
for it, thank Providence!’ 
The combined powers of Aunty’s mixture and 
the Major’s whisky-flask rapidly restored me. 
The villanous mustangs—the cause of my mis- 
hap—were caught and saddled. Danger past 
is lightly thought of, and we enjoyed a hearty 
laugh as the Major quaintly told the story at 
the Bluffs of the Cap’en’s bath at the Tuscan 
Springs. 
