GEORGE AT THE WHEEL;
OR,
LIFE IN THE PILOT-HOUSE.
CHAPTER I. UNCLE JOHN AND NED.
"Well, Ned, I must say, that you have had some narrow escapes. Have you seen anything of those ranchemen lately? I mean the one who owns the stolen horse and his companion?"
"No, sir; and I don't want to see them, either. It is true that they might not recognise me in these clothes, for every time they described me, they spoke of my buckskin coat and silver buttons; but I have no desire to run the risk!"
"You say you haven't seen Gus Robbins since the day you reached town. Where do you suppose he is?"
"I haven't the least idea. All I know is, that he has not gone home. He got angry at some little thing I said, and left without bidding me good-by. But I say, father, I don't want to stay here any longer. I shall not feel safe until I am miles away from Texas!"