The Camp in the Foot-Hills; or, Oscar on HorsebackCastlemon, Harry
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The Camp in the Foot-Hills; or, Oscar on Horseback
Castlemon, Harry
Hunting -- Juvenile fiction; West (U.S.) -- Juvenile fiction
There the officer detained him for a few minutes in order to describe
the localities in the immediate vicinity of the fort in which he would
be likely to find the most game, and to tell him how to shape his course
in order to reach those localities. He thought he was doing the boy a
kindness; but instead of that he was putting him on nettles.
Oscar listened as patiently as he could; and, when the colonel ceased
speaking, he bade him good-by and left the room.
He bolted through the outer door, and ran at the top of his speed across
the parade-ground to the sutler’s store. Fortunately there were no
customers present, and so the sutler was at liberty to attend to his
wants at once.
Slinging his double-barrel over his shoulder by the broad strap that was
attached to it, Oscar quickly selected the articles he thought his
brother needed, paid the price demanded for them, and, as soon as they
had been tied up in a compact bundle, he hurried to the stable after his
horse.
The animal, as before, showed a desire to use his heels, but Oscar,
having no time to waste, paid not the slightest attention to him. The
curb and the rawhide lasso were both brought into requisition; and,
before the vicious little beast was fairly through smarting under the
energetic pulls and blows he had received, he had carried his rider
through the gate and out of sight of the flag-staff.
The pony accomplished the distance that lay between the fort and the
mouth of the gully in much less time than he had accomplished it before;
for Oscar made no effort to check him, not even when he was moving with
headlong speed down the steep path that led through the sage-brush.
Almost before he knew it, the boy found himself in the mouth of the
ravine, and there he drew rein and brought his pony to a stand-still.
He now had another cause for uneasiness. Suppose the lieutenant had
found Lish at the village, and that the wolfer had said or done
something to warrant his arrest! Suppose, too, having placed Lish safely
in the guard-house, the young officer should come after Tom, and find
Oscar there in the ravine!
Even if he did not suspect him of something—and it is hard to see how
the lieutenant could help it when he caught sight of the big bundle that
was tied to the horn of Oscar’s saddle—would he not mention the
circumstance to the colonel when he made his report, and wouldn’t the
colonel have a word or two to say about it?
“Gracious!” exclaimed Oscar; “I’ll be in trouble myself if I don’t look
out. What could I say to the colonel if he should ask me what I was
doing here, and what I had in my bundle? Tom!” he added, calling as
loudly as he dared. “If you are about here, show yourself without any
fooling. I am in a great hurry, and I have news for you.”
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