. Ox-team days on the Oregon Trail /by Ezra Meeker ; revised and edited by Howard R. Driggs. ened up. Finally, in the streets ofKansas City, he was run over by a heavy truck whilefighting with another dog. The other dog was killedoutright, while Jim came near to having his neck lost one of his best fighting teeth and had severalothers broken. 1 sent him to a veterinary surgeon, andcuriously enough he made no protest while having thebroken teeth repaired or extracted. There was no other way to find Jim than to offer areward. I did this, and feel sure I paid twenty dollars toone of the
. Ox-team days on the Oregon Trail /by Ezra Meeker ; revised and edited by Howard R. Driggs. ened up. Finally, in the streets ofKansas City, he was run over by a heavy truck whilefighting with another dog. The other dog was killedoutright, while Jim came near to having his neck lost one of his best fighting teeth and had severalothers broken. 1 sent him to a veterinary surgeon, andcuriously enough he made no protest while having thebroken teeth repaired or extracted. There was no other way to find Jim than to offer areward. I did this, and feel sure I paid twenty dollars toone of the parties to the theft. The fellow was brazenenough, also, to demand pay for keeping him. That wasthe time when I got up and talked pointedly. But I had my faithful dog back, and I kept him moreclosely by me while I was making the rest of my tour. Sixyears later it chanced that I lost Jim. While we werewaiting at a station, I let him out of the car for a fewminutes. The train started unexpectedly and Jim wasleft behind. A good reward was offered for him, but nobodyever came to collect Welcomed by President Roosevelt at the Capitol. CHAPTER TWENTY-NINE THE END OF THE LONG TRAIL I WAS glad enough to get out of the crowds of New had given me some rich experiences, but that big cityis no place for ox teams. It was good to get away from thejam and the huiry out on to the country roads. On the way to Philadelphia, between Newark andElizabeth City, New Jersey, at a point known as LyonsFarm, the old Meeker homestead stood, built in theyear 1676. Here the Meeker Tribe, as we call ourselves,came out to greet me, nearly forty strong. On the way through Maryland we saw a good manyoxen, some of them driven on the road. The funny partof it was to have the owners try to trade their scrawny 219 220 Ox-Team Days on the Oregon Trail teams for Dave and Dandy, offering money to boot, ortwo yoke for one. They had never before seen such largeoxen as Dave and Dandy, and for that matter I
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