When alarmed, they would yelp and dive into their lairs in the earth.
These little rodents share their habitations with a funny-looking
little owl and the rattlesnake. I believe, however, that the snake is
not there as a welcome visitor, but comes in the role of a
self-appointed assessor and tax gatherer. I picked up and adopted a
little bulldog which had been either abandoned on the cars or lost by
its owner, not then thinking that this little Cerberus, as I called
it, should later prove, on one occasion, to be my true and only
friend when I was in dire distress and in the extremity of peril.
The town of Junction City, which numbered less than a score of
buildings and tents, was in a turmoil of excitement, resembling a
nest of disturbed hornets. Several hundred angry-looking men crowded
the only street, every one armed to the teeth. The great majority
were dark- skinned Mexicans, but here and there I noticed the
American frontiersman, the professional buffalo hunter and scout.
These were men of proved courage, and I observed that the Mexicans
avoided looking them squarely In the face; and when meeting on the
public thoroughfare, they invariably gave them precedence of passage.
I found opportunity to hire out to a pleasant-looking young Mexican
as driver of a little two-mule provision wagon.
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