"More of you Scouts, I reckon. Carried packs on their backs. Dressed in khaki and leggins, like soldiers."
They weren't any of us Elks, then. But we were tremendously excited.
"When?"
"This noon."
That sure was news. Hurrah for Jim Bridger!
"Did you see a one-armed boy?"
"Saw him in that camp, where the three of 'em were corralled."
"What kind of a crowd had they? Was one wearing a big revolver?"
"Yes. 'Bout as big as he was. They looked like some tough town bunch."
"How many?"