"I must go an' hunt for
Bat, the old renegade! If anything's happened to him--if that damned
Long Bill has laid for him--I will kill a man, sure enough." He
gathered up his reins and rode on up the trail, and as he rode the
shadows lengthened. Only once he paused and looked backward at the
little ugly white town. Before him the trail dipped into a wide valley
and he rode on. And, as the feet of his horse thudded softly in the
grey dust of the trail, the sound blended with the low, wailing chant
of the mournful dirge of the plains:
"O bury me not on the lone prairie
Where the wild coyotes will howl o'er me,
Where the rattlesnakes hiss and the crow flies free,
O bury me not on the lone prairie."
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