Just before we left the ranch I packed my
Winchester repeater inside my blankets. I wasn't even thinking of the
Indians then, but I thought we might have a chance at a little game, and
it would be just as well to pack it along. There's not a chance in a
thousand that we'll need it, but you can't always tell."
"It's lucky you did," said Dick; "have you got plenty of ammunition for
it?"
"None too much," replied Bert. "I think while we're here I'll buy a few
boxes of cartridges."
Acting upon this thought, they bought the ammunition, together with some
extra cartridges for their revolvers. This done they made the purchases
for Mr. Melton that he had requested of them, and after a satisfying meal
at the best hotel set out on their return journey.
It was about two o'clock as they jogged out of town, and as they knew
they had ample time in which to reach the ranch before dark they let the
horses set their own pace. They had many things to talk about, although
the heat of the sultry afternoon made even conversation a task. But
nothing could subdue their spirits, and with never a care in the world
they rode gaily on.
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