. Ox-team days on the Oregon Trail /by Ezra Meeker ; revised and edited by Howard R. Driggs. t it was acoyote wolf, prowling on the track of the antelope, andwatching both of us. Just after the wagon had stopped, Isaw six big, fat sage hens feeding not more than twice thelength of the wagon away, just as I had seen them in 1852. The dog, Jim, had several other adventures with animals on the way. First of all, he and Dave did not get along very well. Once Dave caught Jim under the ribs with his right horn, which was bent forward and stood out nearly straight, and tossed him over some sage brush
. Ox-team days on the Oregon Trail /by Ezra Meeker ; revised and edited by Howard R. Driggs. t it was acoyote wolf, prowling on the track of the antelope, andwatching both of us. Just after the wagon had stopped, Isaw six big, fat sage hens feeding not more than twice thelength of the wagon away, just as I had seen them in 1852. The dog, Jim, had several other adventures with animals on the way. First of all, he and Dave did not get along very well. Once Dave caught Jim under the ribs with his right horn, which was bent forward and stood out nearly straight, and tossed him over some sage brush near by. Sometimes, if the yoke prevented him from getting a chance at Jim with his horn, he would throw out his nose and snort, just like a horse that has been running at play and stops for a moments rest. But Jim would manage to get even with him. Sometimes we put loose hay under the wagon to keep it out of the storm, and Jim would make a bed on it. Then woe betide t- , ., „ „• ., ^ j ^u • Jim, the collie that made the journey Dave if he tried to from Washington to Trailing on to the South Pass 191 get any of that hay! I saw Jim one day catch the ox by thenose and draw blood. You may readily imagine that thewar was renewed between them with greater rancor thanever. They never did become friends. One day Jim got his foot under the wheel of our wagon,and I was sure it was broken, but it was not; yet henursed it for a week by riding in the wagon. He neverliked to ride in the wagon except daring a a sharp clap of thunder frightened Jim so that hejumped from the ground clear into the wagon while it wasin motion and landed at my feet. How in the world hecould do it I never could tell, Jim had some exciting experiences with wild animals,too. He was always chasing birds, jack rabbits, squirrels,or anything in the world that could get into motion. Oneday a coyote crossed the road just a few rods behindthe wagon, and Jim took after him. It looked
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