Kitty leaped out to the extent of her chain, and fairly exploded in a frightful cat-spit.
Lawson had stated some time before that he was afraid of cougars, which was a weakness he need not have divulged in view of what happened.

The horse plunged, throwing him ten feet, and snorting in terror, stampeded with the rest of the bunch and disappeared among the pines.
"Why the hell didn't you tell a feller ?" reproachfully growled the Arizonian.

Frank and Jim held each other upright, and the rest of us gave way to as hearty if not as violent mirth.
We had a gay supper, during which Kitty sat her pine and watched our every movement.
"We'll rest up for a day or two," said Jones "Things have commenced to come our way.

If I'm not mistaken we'll bring an old Tom alive into camp.

But it would never do for us to get a big Tom in the fix we had Kitty to-day.