He reached for his bow, but there was no arrow to fit in it.

The last had been shot at the ranch house.

Injun watched Dorgan disappear into the night, and said bitter things--in the Injun language.
So ended the last of this engagement in the cattle-sheep war, except for one incident.

The cause of it all was still to be dealt with--the sheep.
And here was another picture that Whitey fortunately missed.

A tragic picture, seen from the hills at dawn, as the white, panic-stricken creatures, crowding, bleating, and complaining, were forced through the canyon to the bed of the narrow, shallow stream, on their way to the opening in the cliffs, through which the brook fell in a tiny waterfall over the edge of the precipice.