vol. iii.—no. 137. | Published by HARPER & BROTHERS, New York. | price four cents. |
Tuesday, June 13, 1882. | Copyright, 1882, by Harper & Brothers. | $1.50 per Year, in Advance. |
Captain Banner, of the Yellowbird Ranch, sat upon a flat hot rock,half-way up a certain California hill-side, eating his luncheon. A fewfeet from the Captain stood tethered his good horse Huckleberry, who hadno luncheon. No more had the three stout mongrel dogs who commonly ranalong with Captain Banner, when the straying off of some of his cattleforced him to spend the day in getting at their whereabouts.
The dogs sat composedly on their haunches, two of them staring down intothe ravine below, and the other one, Poncho, with his tongue out,watching every mouthful that the Captain took with much interest. Buthis master was in anything but a good-humor. He had ridden since earlydaylight, and not a single horned runaway had been sighted. No wonder hewas discouraged.
"Upon my word," he said to the group of dogs, tossing a bit of cheeseinto Poncho's jaws, "you're a pretty set of brutes, I must say!Stringing along all day after Huckleberry's heels, and no more good at