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IN THE BIG HORN MOUNTAINS. 



" whack " of the ball as it struck him, and saw his tail switch 

 quickly over his back as if he were "shooing" a fly away. 

 He turned and plunged madly over the rocks in the opposite 

 direction, when the sharp "ping" of Jack's carbine from 



AFTER THE RACE. 



that quarter, and the "crack," "crack," of Huffman's rifle 

 from below, all told that he was on very hot ground. He 

 turned and made a few lunges toward me again, but his 

 leaden load was already too heavy for him to carry, and he 



