and flew over a long stretch of prairie on which at that
moment they entered.
Joe smiled as he followed his enthusiastic companion,
but after a short run he pulled up.
"Hold on, youngster," he cried; "ye must larn to do
as ye're bid, lad. It's trouble enough to be among wild
Injuns and wild buffaloes, as I hope soon to be, without
havin' wild comrades to look after."
Dick laughed, and reined in his panting horse. "I'll
be as obedient as Crusoe," he said, "and no one can