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THE TRAPPER OF TAOS AND SANTA FÉ Late one afternoon when the sunlight was slanting through the trees and wavering upon the adobe walls of the Pueblo of Los Angeles, when the only sounds were the whi…
AROUND THE CAMP-FIRE The two lads were warmly greeted by Mr. Ewing Young, the Taos trader and leader of the trapper band. “A rather narrow squeak,” was his comment, when told of their misadventure; …
THE TRAPPERS TAKE THE TRAIL “ Pardon! ” cried the Mexican, jovially, as he advanced. “I hope I do not intrude, gentlemen.” The chief of the trappers, who had approached the fires with him, bid him we…
INDIAN SIGNS—AND INDIANS! That night the trappers camped upon the banks of a small stream; their supper was of game shot during the day and corn-cakes made from the meal in one of the packs. Both bo…
WHITE VERSUS RED ON THE COLORADO The feathered head-dress of many colors waved gaily above the advancing braves; the streamers of their long lances danced in the breeze; their lithe ponies covered t…
TWO NIGHTS OF DANGER At sight of the great array of armed and mounted savages facing the little fort, the two lads from the East felt that sinking sensation which usually comes to those not bred to …
HOW THE TRAPPERS RETALIATED The Indian band lighted large fires upon the hillside that night; the tall figures of the braves could be seen flitting to and fro in mysterious activity. The trappers wa…
KIT REACHES SANTA FÉ ONCE MORE The open order of the whites and the rifle fire which came like a thunder clap at the command of their leader discomfited the savages; the arrows flew wild, and as the…
IN THE COUNTRY OF THE HOSTILES Fitzpatrick , the head of the fur hunting expedition of which Kit Carson now made one, was a hardy, courageous man, a good trapper, and knew the country and its signs a…
A DESPERATE EXPERIENCE WITH GRIZZLIES As the bullets of the trappers sang their way into the Crow encampment, the warriors began to fall; the whites stationed themselves behind trees and reloaded; a…
