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to saddle him with a woman at such a 
juncture, but I was not a woman just 
then. I was a green cowboy and 
frightened to death, as the cattle closed 
around me, a heavy mass of ponderous 
forms, here wedged in tightly and bel- 
-lowing, some with the pain of being 
crushed, some for their calves. I ex- 
pected every instant to be trampled 
under foot. 
“Stick to your horse, whatever you 
do, and work to the left,” I heard Van 
shouting to me over the backs of a 
dozen cows. The dust, the noise, and 
the smell of those struggling creatures 
appalled and sickened me. How was 
I ever going to work to the left in that 
jam? I could see nothing but backs 
and heads and horns. I allowed myselt 
one terrified groan which was fortu- 
nately lost in the general uproar. But 
