Sunset Ranch: A Story of a Boy's Adventures in the West — page 92: what you’re looking at

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84 A Dakota Blizzard. the house, where they might get some advantage from its shelter. Their fright over, the boys could now afford to joke about the weary march, but Cuthbert was not so wholly recovered that he did not shiver when an extra loud and piercing blast shook the tall cotton- woods. Still, dangers past often assume a more or less humorous aspect, especially in the eyes of buoyant youth, and it was not very long before the two cast- aways were laughing hilariously over the figure Cuthbert presented riding for dear life with a wounded bison at his heels. “Say, Karl, do you know what I feel like?” asked Cuthbert, after staring dreamily into the glowing logs. “Well, I don’t know jest what you feel like, but you don’t look over and above anything but a kid anybody had oughter envy.” Cuthbert laughed. “Well, Karl, I feel more like a shriveled up mummy than a boy just now.” “And what’s a mummy?” inquired Karl. “What! never saw a mummy?’ “Not to know,” said Karl. Cuthbert almost screamed with laughter. “Why, old chap, a mummy is a man that lived thousands of years ago, and whose body’s still kept in a kind of coffin.” “Say, what are you giving us?” demanded Karl. “Oh, here’s something I must tell you, Karl,” and Cuthbert launched into a disquisition upon the won- derful depositories of the dead Pharaohs. | “S’pose them fellers you’ve been talking “bout didn’t eat buffalo!” said Karl suddenly. “Buffalo!” exclaimed Cuthbert. “Sure! Fried buffalo.” COnnicloooks CO