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into a comfortable bed, where I was carefully- 

 tended. In a word, I was saved. 



The little man of the spear had been slightly 

 wounded, and he recounted to me all that happened 

 to the party in the San Saba Mountains. The 

 Comanches, finding our comrades dispersed in 

 groups, had taken them in detail and at a disad- 

 vantage. Two had been killed, and several others 

 left for dead. 



Captain Sharpe had fallen into the hands of the 

 Eed Skins, and had been scalped — an operation from 

 the consequences of which he subsequently died. 

 Altogether, then, I had escaped very fortunately ; but 

 to this day, I cannot recall those terrible adventures 

 without a shudder. I promised my friends at Bexar 

 to commit them to writing, and I have kept my 

 word ; for it is not every sportsman who can say that 

 he has been lost in the great American desert. 



THE BISON, OR BUFFALO.* 



The traveller when he has quitted Fort Leaven- 

 worth, on the extreme frontier of the State of 

 Kansas, and close to that of Missouri, and has 

 crossed the Arkansas river towards the north, soon 



* Bison americaniis. 



