He took a pair of clippers from his hip pocket, and grasping a paw in his powerful fist he calmly clipped the points of the dangerous claws.

This done, he called to me to get the collar and chain that were tied to his saddle.
I procured them and hurried back.

Then the old buffalo hunter loosened the lasso which was round her neck, and as soon as she could move her head, he teased her to bite a club.

She broke two good sticks with her sharp teeth, but the third, being solid, did not break.

While she was chewing it Jones forced her head back and placed his heavy knee on the club.