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if it had been chiseled from the silver that it 

 resembled. 



Ward had taken with him a lot of wax and 

 spent his spare hours modeling a buffalo bull 

 while admiring Comanches stood around as if 

 awestricken by the work of the Great White 

 Medicine Man. Often the squaws turned aside 

 from their work of curing the meat and fleshing 

 the hides to gaze on the wonder worker. Tave- 

 tossa and I became great chums and rode over 

 the prairie and tramped through the scant belt 

 of woods from morning until night. His sense 

 of the presence of game was uncanny. He held 

 up his hand for caution as we approached game 

 that he could not have seen and must have only 

 divined their presence. He saw coyotes before 

 they saw him and before I could see them when 

 he pointed them out. He knew where the wild 

 turkeys were without looking and no bunch of 

 grass was thick enough to hide the rattlesnake 

 from him. Yet he had the superstition, common 

 among the Indians I have known, that calamity 



