WE REACH FORT LARNED 



to draw any of it out at any time it can be en- 

 tered on the back of the receipt. Savvy?" 



We "savvied" and agreed to Tom's plan. 



" Weisselbaum told me," continued the old man, 

 "where to find 'French Dave/ an' Dave told me 

 that it's all plain sailing an' about twenty miles 

 from here over to Walnut in the nearest direction, 

 straight north; an' there'll be no rough ground 

 to get over except the head of Ash Creek, an' 

 there ain't much theifc. He says by bearin' a little 

 to the west of north we'll miss the breaks of Ash 

 Creek an' strike Walnut about the mouth of a 

 little creek putting into Walnut from the south, 

 where there's a snug place for a well-sheltered 

 winter camp, with timber on the north an' west; 

 an' I think that's just about the kind of a layout 

 we want to find." 



"What does Dave say about the Kiowas?" I 

 asked. 



"He says they're peaceable so far, 'but always 

 keep your eye skinned,' sez he, 'whenever Satank 

 or Satanta, with their bands, come around.' But 

 of course we knew that." 



Jack and I hurried over to the sutler's store, 

 where we were very affably received by Weissel- 

 baum, who shook us warmly by the hands and 

 now had no difficulty in remembering us. We 

 made our deposit, took his receipt, and returned 

 to camp. After reporting to Tom the result of 

 our trip, Jack remarked: 



