Still I fancy I can travel a little farther." "Wall, we'll go slow.

Ef there's none o' the skunks arter us, we kin take our time.

Durn me! I'm still a wonderin' what Injuns they war; I'm a'most sartint thar the Tenawa Kimanch--a band o' the Buffler-eaters an' the wust lot on all the parairia.

Many's the fight we rangers used to hev wi' 'em, and many's the one o' 'em this child hev rubbed out.

Ef I only hed my rifle hyar--durn the luck hevin' to desart that gun--I ked show you nine nicks on her timmer as stan' for nine Tenawa Kimanch.
Ef't be them, we've got to keep well to the southart.