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be only a brief period before he could interest 
moneyed men in his schemes for development. 
From Donahue Creek we turned westward and 
made a move of six miles across the divide to Gal- 
linas Creek, one of the larger streams flowing south- 
west into the Mimbres. 
On this move we gained some valuable experience 
in burro punching. The packers had been obliged 
to make a trip to Hillsboro with part of the outfit 
and were not yet returned. So the rest of us 
wrangled the ‘‘ wild asses,’’ as Brown called them, on 
moving day, and after a little longer time than usual 
got them packed and under way. 
Bob Moak, Frazer and Bert did most of the actual 
work. The rest of us, I’m afraid, were more in the 
way than otherwise at this time, though before the 
season ended we became fairly proficient in the art 
of packing. ‘ 
Horace amused us all by endeavouring to maintain 
an attitude of thorough conversance with what was 
going on, while continually falling into laughable 
blunders. One of his mishaps will live. He was 
busily engaged in helping to pack old Red, uncon- 
scious of the fact that Methusalum’s tie rope had be- 
come accidentally wrapped about his ankle. A few 
seconds later he was jerked flat on his back by an 
unexpected movement on Methusalum’s part and had 
to borrow one of the packer’s horses for the trip. 
I forget what he called his trouble but, as Ewing 
said, the name deserved support. 
