tribe could muster. Shoulder to shoul- 
der, with their big ears alert, they picked 
their way along, and under cover of the 
deepening twilight advanced to exam- 
ine the dwelling of the white man. 
I watched them with silent breath. 
They were not ten yards away. Then 
they saw me and, wheeling around, 
stopped, the boldest a little in advance 
of her companion, with the right fore- 
foot raised for action. I made no move. 
The graceful things eyed me suspi- 
ciously for several seconds and then 
advanced a little in a one-sided fashion. 
A laugh from Yeddar’s office, across 
the creek, where Uncle John and Dave 
were having a quiet game of pinochle, 
caused a short retreat up the road. 
About fifty yards away, they stopped, 
and there, in the twilight, in that wild 
glen, they put themselves through a 
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