It was a wet, bad year on the Old Western Trail. From Red River
north and all along was herd after herd waterbound by high water in
the rivers. Our outfit lay over nearly a week on the South
Canadian, but we were not alone, for there were five other herds
waiting for the river to go down. This river had tumbled over her
banks for several days, and the driftwood that was coming down
would have made it dangerous swimming for cattle. We were expected
to arrive in Dodge early in June, but when we reached the North
Fork of the Canadian, we were two weeks behind time.
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