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Marryat, Frederick, 1792-1848

"Monsieur Violet"

At sundown we
came upon a water-hole, and encamped for the night By this time we were
entirely out of provisions, and our sufferings commenced.
The next day we resumed our journey, now severely feeling the cravings
of hunger. During our journey we saw small herds of deer and antelopes,
doubtless enticed to the water courses by the recent rains, and towards
night we descried a drove of mustangs upon a swell of the prairie half a
mile ahead of us. They were all extremely shy, and although we
discharged our rifles at them, not a shot was successful. In the evening
we encamped near a water-hole, overspreading an area of some twenty
acres, but very shallow. Large flocks of Spanish curlews, one of the
best-flavoured birds that fly, were hovering about, and lighting on it
on all sides. Had I been in possession of a double-barrelled gun, with
small shot, we could have had at least one good meal; but as I had but a
heavy rifle and my bow and arrows, we were obliged to go to sleep
supperless.
About two o'clock the next morning we saddled and resumed our travel,
journeying by the stars, still in a north-east direction. On leaving the
Wakoes, we thought that we could be not more than one hundred miles from
the Comanche encampment. We had now ridden much more than that distance,
and were still on the immense prairie.


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