CHAPTER X 



IN THE RED BEDS OF TEXAS FOR THE 

 ROYAL MUSEUM OF MUNICH, 1901 



ARNED by my experiences in the red 

 beds of Texas without a team of my 

 own, when I made a contract to conduct 

 an expedition there under the direction of 

 Dr. von Zittel of the Paleontological Museum of 

 Munich, I resolved to ship my own horses and outfit 

 to the field. I gave them into the charge of my son 

 George, who was rapidly becoming a most valuable 

 assistant, and saw him put them aboard a freight car 

 and get in himself. The next time I saw him was 

 at Rush Springs in the Indian Territory, on top of a 

 freight car, skilled in all the lore of a brakeman. 



We reached the old camp at Willow Springs on 

 the thirtieth of June, 1901. The heat had already 

 set in, promising the hottest season that I had ever 

 experienced in the valley of the Big Wichita. It 

 grew more and more intense as the months passed, 

 the mercury often rising to 113 in the shade. All 

 the water dried up in both the natural and the arti- 

 ficial tanks, and the short buffalo grass in the pas- 



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