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LauGgHING Boy 105 | whoa good horse, a roan. Yellow Mustache was | m= trader there; he told me to carry the paper. I Ze told me to ride hard. He said I would be paid. ~~ Irode all day. I rode at night until the moon | == [rode after it was all dark, but I was afraid | = the spirits. Then I made camp. The next | wring | saw a fresh horse, so I caught it and | x: on. The sun was about halfway up when I t= Oljeto. And right then the Pah-Utes saw me. | Tee started after me, and I went as hard as I I =xd for the trading post. i could hear them shooting at me; I could hear | 5c: bullets. T was very much afraid, but there | === nothing to do except ride hard. ¢ Then I felt something hit me. It made a dull Erp; it did not hurt. I thought, “I have been [== = the bottom of my spine. In a minute it will { m—_ Probably I shall die, I do not want to die.” | T»:- way I thought. . _ thought all that all at once, then I felt be- | wc but there was nothing. Then people began | mcocing from the windows of the trading post, | ax the Pah-Utes went away. I rode up to the | mor and got off, wondering if I should fall. But | Dw=s all right. There was a bullet in the cantle

  1. & — saddle; that was what I had felt.

| Wz waited five days for the American war- . mar—: meantime they got some good horses to-

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