lowered, a sharp crack followed, and the antelope fell
dead upon the plain.
"Ha, boy! that's a good supper, anyhow," cried Joe,
as he galloped up and dismounted.
"Goot! dat is better nor dried meat," added Henri.
"Give him to me; I will put him on my hoss, vich is
strongar dan yourn. But ver is your hoss?"
"He'll be here in a minute," replied Dick, putting his
fingers to his mouth and giving forth a shrill whistle.
The instant Crusoe heard the sound he made a savage