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E it won't hurt you, and it was probably more scared than you, Dick."
"Yes--maybe!" said the other. He lighted a stick of greasewood at the
fire, and looked about his part of the sleeping ground. But he found
nothing in the animal line. "Guess you dreamed it!" said Nort. "I
certainly did not!" emphatically declared his brother. "Well, go to
sleep again," advised Bud. "If you feel it a second time call me!" "Huh!
I'll do that all right!" declared Dick. He carefully shifted his
sleeping place, making a searching examination of the ground before
spreading out his tarpaulin. And he was some little time in dropping off
to slumber again. But there was no further disturbance in the night, and
in the morning Bud looked for marks on the ground, declaring the visitor
had been a prairie dog, which Dick declared his unbelief in, sticking to
the snake theory as being more sensational. After breakfast they started
to drive the cattle again, reaching the railroad yards and successfully
transacting the business of selling their stock. It was the night that
Bud and his cousins returned from having driven the steers to the
railroad yard that something happened which again brought to the front
all their worries and anxieties. They were all seated about the camp
fire, and Pocut Pete had just arisen, remarking that he would get ready
for his turn at night-riding, when there was a sort of hissing in the
air over the heads of those gathe