Sunset Ranch: A Story of a Boy's Adventures in the West — page 186: what you’re looking at

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174 Bravo! Buckskin. exhausted Buckskin to a speedy halt, after which he sprang to the ground. His first emotion was gratitude toward the faith- ful creature that, laboring under such serious dis- advantages, had brought him through “right side up with care,” as he expressed it, and hence it could be accounted no shame to his young manhood that in the exuberance of his feelings he threw his arms’ about the head of his horse and fairly hugged him. To his surprise, Buckskin broke loose, and, raising his head, uttered a shrill whinny. It was answered by a cheery yell and a rapid rush of hoofs. Cuthbert looked up, guessing what it meant. A flying figure approached, showing all the sions of insanity, a figure that waved a pair of arms and a sombrero amid joyful shouts. Of course, it was dear old Karl. What a blessed meeting. | Cuthbert’s heart was full to overflowing. Really, it were almost worth those weeks of cap- tivity and the perils he had encountered to realize how much he was beloved. Down came Karl with a jump, and, regardless of everything, he clasped his friend in a pair of sturdy arms, holding him back anon to gaze into his face as though hardly able to believe such good luck. Then the other cowboys rode up, having made a feint of chasing the Indians, which the worn-out con- dition of their mounts precluded them from doing with any show of success. Cuthbert was proud of the warm greeting he re- ceived; what a sincere pleasure it was to feel that, during the year he had been among them, he had earned the good will of these rough, whole-hearted rustlers! “Now, Cuthbert,” began Karl, “I’m dying to hear CoOnnicloOolkks.€©