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down to the ford in time to seize the trailing rope. He hurt
his feet very much and will be more or less lame for a day or so. Strangely she got loose again and we did not hear her go by. But Hot Haste with his bell awakened us. However
before I could get on my shoes he had forded the stream and was gone. I hurried after. It was scarcely daylight and I could scarcely follow the trail. To hear the bell I would have to stop and listen. It was like following a will-o-the-wisp. Everything was gray and
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indistinct; every once in a while I fancied I could see a bit of dust ahead. On and on I ran, clad in my sleeping garments my shoes and my canvas coat. Nothing else. After
a 2 mile chase I neared a place where I knew there was a deep gully, easy for Hot Haste to get down but hard for him to get up. I saw them ahead, Hot Haste struggling up the opposite side. I raced around and headed him off. Captured was he. I rode him back to camp and sang out to Stone as I came in: When Johnny Comes marching home clad
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