The Island Trapper; or, The Young White-Buffalo Hunters

BY CAPT. CHAS. HOWARD,
Author of the following Pocket Novels :
5. The Elk King. 50. The Wolf Queen. 52. The Mad Chief.
NEW YORK: BEADLE AND ADAMS, PUBLISHERS, 98 WILLIAM STREET.
Entered according to Act of Congress, in the year 1873, by FRANK STARR & CO., In the office of the Librarian of Congress, at Washington
FRONTIER SHACK,
THE ISLAND TRAPPER.
“Whoa!”
The Command was spoken in a low tone to a majestic iron-gray horse.
Instantly the fore-feet were plunged into the loose earth, and the animal became as stationary as a bronze statue.
“Dash me! if I didn’t hear music. Tecumseh, ye heard it, too, for I saw ye prick yer ears before I told ye to stop. Where is the white man who has the audacity to be musical in the Pawnee country? Dash me! I’d like to see him; I’d like to take ’im back to the States and present ’im to Mr. Barnum. Listen! there it goes again. Music, certain, no mistake, and it sounds like that which I’ve heard on Broadway, comin’ from the dirty hand-organs.”
With a smile on his broad, handsome countenance, the speaker leaned forward in the wooden stirrups, with a half-doubled band behind his left ear.