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be only a brief period before he could interest 

 moneyed men in his schemes for development. 



From Donahue Creek we turned westward and 

 made a move of six miles across the divide to Gal- 

 linas Creek, one of the larger streams flowing south- 

 west into the Mimbres. 



On this move we gained some valuable experience 

 in burro punching. The packers had been obliged 

 to make a trip to Hillsboro with part of the outfit 

 and were not yet returned. So the rest of us 

 wrangled the "wild asses, " as Brown called them, on 

 moving day, and after a little longer time than usual 

 got them packed and under way. 



Bob Moak, Frazer and Bert did most of the actual 

 work. The rest of us, I'm afraid, were more in the 

 way than otherwise at this time, though before the 

 season ended we became fairly proficient in the art 

 of packing. 



Horace amused us all by endeavouring to maintain 

 an attitude of thorough conversance with what was 

 going on, while continually falling into laughable 

 blunders. One of his mishaps will live. He was 

 busily engaged in helping to pack old Eed, uncon- 

 scious of the fact that Methusalum's tie rope had be- 

 come accidentally wrapped about his ankle. A few 

 seconds later he was jerked flat on his back by an 

 unexpected movement on Methusalum's part and had 

 to borrow one of the packer's horses for the trip. 

 I forget what he called his trouble but, as Ewing 

 said, the name deserved support. 



