Alden the Pony Express rider : $b or, Racing for lifeEllis, Edward Sylvester
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Alden the Pony Express rider : $b or, Racing for life
Ellis, Edward Sylvester
Pony express -- Juvenile fiction
Dismounting, he walked briskly up the slope until near the top. There
he slackened his pace, stooped low, and reaching a favorable point,
removed his hat and peeped cautiously over. Alden and Jethro, who were
watching him, saw him remain stationary for a minute or two. Then he
crouched still lower, donned his hat and hurried back to them.
“Thar’s three of ’em,” he said, “and we oughter bag ’em all.”
“I shall be glad to do my part,” replied Alden.
“Which de same am likewise de fac’ as regards myself,” added Jethro.
The guide explained his plan, which, it may be said, caused Alden mild
surprise, inasmuch as it gave the African the post of honor. Shagbark
had described so often the method employed in hunting the antelope that
the youths understood it theoretically. It remained for them to prove
that they had a practical knowledge also.
Shagbark remarked that everything was in their favor. The slight
breeze came directly from the animals, so it could not carry the scent
of the hunters to them. In the circumstances, with the protection of
the grass, it ought to be easy to steal within gunshot of the game,
provided their inquiring nature was turned to good account.
Jethro was to move along the slope parallel with it, until he had gone
an eighth of a mile, when he was to creep over the crest with the
utmost caution and sneak into the grass on the other side. Once there
he must advance slowly and with the utmost care toward the antelope. If
they took the alarm, which they were almost certain to do, he should
cease moving, lie flat and raise his hat on the ramrod of his gun, one
end of which was to be thrust into the soft earth.
Then the old performance would follow. One or more of the animals would
begin a timid, hesitating approach, frequently bounding or circling
away for some distance, halting and advancing again, hypnotized by the
singular sight whose nature they could not fathom without a closer view.
“All ye’ve got to do is to lay still with yer gun p’inted and yer
finger on the trigger till he comes within reach. Then let him have it.”
“What will become of de oders?” asked Jethro.
“We’ll ’tend to them.”
“Am de antelope a wery savage critter, Mr. Shagbark?” asked Jethro,
with so much misgiving as to rouse the waggery of the trapper.
“He stands next to the grizzly b’ar: he kin use them horns and sharp
hoofs and chaw up a wolf while ye’re winking an eye.”
“Yas, sir,” said Jethro, swallowing a lump in his throat, as he set out
to obey the directions of the guide.
Shagbark and Alden had little to do for an indefinite period except
to watch the course of the African, who had every reason to look
for success, since all the conditions, as the hunter had said, were
favorable. In addition, it has been shown that the dusky youth was a
fair marksman.
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