Howsumever I reckon we'll pull through som'how, on fut, er hossback.

I'll wake up thet dark gurl an' then saddle the hosses." I watched him round the corner of the cabin, not wholly at ease in my own mind, then gathered up the map and replaced it in my pocket, aware that Eloise had not moved from her position on the grass.
"Is he right ?" she questioned, looking up at me.

"Is there any real danger of Indians ?" "Some, perhaps; it is all Indian country, north and east of here--or has been.

I am not denying that, but this danger does not compare, in my mind, with the peril which confronts us in every other direction.

I am trying to choose the least.