Kill Mcallister (2013)
“The horses were thinning down from lack of bait, but the men were in pretty good shape. McAllister’s great fear was that Sam would catch pneumonia, but the Negro trail-boss seemed to be bearing up under the rigors of the rough travel. He stayed snug and warm in his buffalo robes and seemed to be picking up fast. In fact, as he told McAllister, “This air sure is bracin’, Rem boy.” For McAllister traveling horse-back it was a little too bracing and he rode most of the time like Coyote huddled in the saddle in a buffalo robe.
In all the four days, they did not meet a living soul except for a handful of Kiowa bucks who were out hunting game. So they said. McAllister was convinced that they were hunting white scalps. They seemed to gaze longingly at McAllister’s, but did not think much of Sam’s woolly locks for prestige purposes. Coyote spoke with them lengthily and with some heat and after a long pow-wow they rode reluctantly on their way. Sam and McAllister, both ‘o’ whom had prepared th...emselves to shoot their way out of the situation, sighed with relief.MoreLess
In all the four days, they did not meet a living soul except for a handful of Kiowa bucks who were out hunting game. So they said. McAllister was convinced that they were hunting white scalps. They seemed to gaze longingly at McAllister’s, but did not think much of Sam’s woolly locks for prestige purposes. Coyote spoke with them lengthily and with some heat and after a long pow-wow they rode reluctantly on their way. Sam and McAllister, both ‘o’ whom had prepared th...emselves to shoot their way out of the situation, sighed with relief.MoreLess
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