The exodus of the seceding partners of the Lone Star claim had been scarcely an imposing one.

For the first five minutes after quitting the cabin, the procession was straggling and vagabond.

Unwonted exertion had exaggerated the lameness of some, and feebleness of moral purpose had predisposed the others to obtrusive musical exhibition.

Union Mills limped and whistled with affected abstraction; the Judge whistled and limped with affected earnestness.

The Right Bower led the way with some show of definite design; the Left Bower followed with his hands in his pockets.