Cowboy Dave; Or, The Round-up at Rolling River

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BOOKS FOR BOYS By FRANK V. WEBSTER
Hi! Yi! Yip!
Woo-o-o-o! Wah! Zut!
Here we come!
What was coming seemed to be a thunderous cloud of dust, from the midst of which came strange, shrill sounds, punctuated with sharp cries, that did not appear to be altogether human.
The dust-cloud grew thicker, the thunder sounded louder, and the yells were shriller.
From one of a group of dull, red buildings a sun-bronzed man stepped forth.
He shaded his eyes with a brown, powerful hand, gazed for an instant toward the approaching cloud of animated and vociferous dust and, turning to a smiling Chinese who stood near, with a pot in his hand, remarked in a slow, musical drawl:
Well Hop Loy, here they are, rip-roarin' an' snortin' from th' round-up!
Alle samee hungly, too, observed the Celestial with unctious blandness.