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relish because we had all that little world to our- 

 selves again. Discussing Dobeen's apparition, we 

 finally came to the unanimous conclusion that it was 

 some Indian who, while his brothers stole away, had 

 straggled behind, to pick up a keepsake. I think 

 that hideous face among the trees never entirely 

 ceased to haunt the chamber of Dobeen's memory. 

 He shied as badly as did Muggs' mule, when in 

 strange timber, and was ever afterward a warm 

 advocate for pitching camp on the open prairie. 



In justice to White Wolf, it should be stated that 

 we afterward learned that while charging in such a 

 mistaken direction after Pawnees that morning, he 

 met two men from Hays City, out after buffalo 

 meat. Finding that they were from the village 

 which had been kind to him, he loaded their wagons 

 with fat quarters, instead of filling their bodies with 

 arrows, as they had first expected, and sent them 

 home rejoicing. 



