THE WOLF HUNTERS 



Kiowa and noticing that his enemy was not yet 

 dead, with an exultant war-whoop Bill whipped 

 out his knife, sprang to his dying foe, anxious to 

 scalp him. 



I had been so absorbed in this affair that I 

 had not noticed that Captain Saunders with his 

 troopers had turned out of his course and now 

 came galloping up to us; seeing which Bill called 

 out impatiently to the captain, waving him back: 



"Don't stop here. Cap! There's only one In- 

 jun here, and I've fixed him! We're losing time, 

 and we've lost too much already. I'm afraid 

 them Kiowas out yonder'll get away from us yet. 

 Shove your men along out that way lively." 



And then suddenly stopping to listen to a rattle 

 of firearms out toward the wagon, he exclaimed: 



"There, do you hear that? Your lieutenant's 

 opening the ball out there right now and them 

 Kiowas'll be coming a-tearing this way in a few 

 minutes. String your men out so's to catch them. 

 I'll overtake you." 



"But what will you do for a horse?" asked 

 Saunders as he gave command for moving: 



"I'll borrow Peck's black horse." 



Saunders immediately put his men on the gallop 

 toward the wagon on the prairie. 



Taking Bill's hint of a remount, I rushed to the 

 stable and got Prince out, while he was getting 

 his saddle and bridle off his dead horse; and while 

 hurriedly saddling the black horse Bill was giving 



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