THE WOLF HUNTERS 



"Well," replied Tom, as they began unsaddling, 

 "we found their camp only about eight miles 

 down the creek a little closer than I like to have 

 'em, but the Injuns promised that they wouldn't 

 hunt up this way any farther or do anything to 

 drive off the game in our range; but what brought 

 us back so soon was that when we got there we 

 found ol' To hausen sick in bed, an' I think he's 

 threatened with a severe spell of pneumonia; an' 

 after having a friendly talk with his people and 

 watching the ol' man's symptoms, I made up my 

 mind what was the matter with him, and I con- 

 cluded that I'd hurry right back to camp and get 

 some medicine for him and then go back and try 

 to fetch the old man out of it. I'm sure he's got 

 a serious case of lung fever, and if something ain't 

 done to head it off pretty pronto he'll go up the 

 spout. I learned a good deal about doctoring 

 when I was hospital steward, an' I think I've got 

 everything except one that I need for the treat- 

 ment of this case in my little medicine-chest. 

 Bill's going back to Fort Larned after dinner, and 

 I want you to go with him and bring out the med- 

 icine that I'm lacking. You can go over to the 

 fort this afternoon and get the stuff an' come 

 back to-morrow forenoon and then bring it down 

 to the Injun camp to me in the afternoon; for I'll 

 go right back after dinner and go to work on the 

 old man and try to head off that fever before it 

 gets too strong a hold on him." 



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