The Prairie Hunter

The Prairie Hunter

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This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can usually download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1879 edition. Excerpt: ...of ourselves being carried, as well as our impedimenta, we had to carry all upon our backs; and the saddles we had been accustomed to sit in, were now bound upon our own, instead of our horses' backs. We had just got into order and made a start, when Old Billy stopped short, and, shading his eyes with his hand, exclaimed: "Them darn'd has been at it again; they've set the peraira afire!" It was true. In the distance, a long line of smoke, rising higher and higher, too truly showed that Old Billy was right. The brilliant sunlight did not allow the flames to be seen, but already the sharp penetrating odour of the burning grass came to us in the wind. "We must strike back for the canon at once; there is no time to be lost; back all!w It was Goss Jarvis, whose quick senses, sharpened by many a year of prairie life, enabled him to see at once that Old Billy was right. The flames were rapidly approaching us, as we set off at a sharp run for the canon. We were not alone in our race for life; many forms of animal life joined us in flight. Heath hens drew straight lines over our heads, as they flew to put the canon between, themselves and the dread element roaring in their rear. Rabbits, or rather hares--for although the colour and size are much like our own woodland bunnies, yet they do not burrow, and are in all their characteristics true hares--scoured along in front of us. There was no time to lose. The prairie grass crackled, the fierce flames, like scarlet tongues, shot forth in all directions, as though desirous of licking up everything inflammable; whilst over all, rolled volumes upon volumes of dense black smoke. How far off the canon was, we could not tell; for, until you stood upon the bank itself, the rift more

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  • Paperback | 100 pages
  • 189 x 246 x 5mm | 195g
  • United States
  • English
  • black & white illustrations
  • 123698322X
  • 9781236983220