Sunset Ranch: A Story of a Boy's Adventures in the West — page 192: what you’re looking at

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180 Bravo! Buckskin. could be discovered, so that they must needs have recourse to a very ancient trick, and prey upon the little animals’ bump of curiosity in order to secure fresh meat. Luckily the wind bore almost due from ae feed- ing antelope, and was considered favorable. To creep through long prairie grass so as not to wave its plume and alarm so easily startled an animal as an antelope, requires considerable practice, but our boys were all right, and they made a success of their advance. When finally both were snugly enconsced within the clump of sage, the antelope still continued to feed, and had not taken the alarm. ‘One of them—a buck, and, apparently the boss shepherd of the herd—whistled once or twice and stamped his hoofs as though distrustful that all was not as lovely as it seemed, though evidently he did not himself know from what quarter peril might be expected. Karl was now ready to open the second act in the little border drama; he meant that the mountain should come to Mahomet—the game to the hunter. Partly for this purpose he always made it a point to carry a blood-red bandana handkerchief of gen- erous proportions. This he now took out and knotted to the end of. a stick which had been snatched from their path, es- pecially for this purpose, as they came along. “Watch me round ’em up,” he whispered, as he began waving the red banner slowly. connicloooks.conn