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Chapter 13

           Ladiesandgentlemen!thisyoungfellowisthoroughlyacquaintedwiththehauntsandhabitsofthewildhorses.Ifthere’samaninTexas,whocanshowushowtohuntthem,’tisMauricethemustanger."

           "Faith,youflatterme,major!"rejoinedtheyoungIrishman,turningwithacourteousairtowardsthecompany;"Ihavenotsaidsomuchasthat.Icanonlypromisetoshowyouwhereyoumayfindthem."

           "Modestfellow!"soliloquisedone,whotrembled,asshegavethoughttowhatshemorethanhalfsuspectedtobeanuntruth.

           "Leadon,then!"commandedthemajor;and,attheword,thegaycavalcade,withthemustangerinthelead,commencedmovingacrosstheparade-ground—whilethestar-spangledbanner,unfurledbythemorningbreeze,fluttereduponitsstaffasifwavingthemanelegantadieu!

           Atwenty-milerideuponprairieturfisamerebagatelle—beforebreakfast,anairing.InTexasitissoregardedbyman,woman,andhorse.

           Itwasaccomplishedinlessthanthreehours—withoutfurtherinconveniencethanthatwhicharosefromperformingthelastfewmilesofitwithappetitesuncomfortablykeen.

           Fortunatelytheprovisionwaggon,passedupontheroad,camecloseupontheirheels;and,longbeforethesunhadattainedthemeridianline,theexcursionistswereinfullpic-nicundertheshadeofagiganticpecântree,thatstoodnearthebanksoftheNueces.

           Noincidenthadoccurredontheway—worthrecording.

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