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Saddlebags: A Short Story

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We camped late on the third day. I went around to everyone and told them to be quiet. We didn’t know how far they were ahead of us. Everyone be alert, I’m taking Big Jake and scout around for a few hours. I took off my boots and took some moccasins from my saddlebags. A little trick I learned from the Indians. I saved some charcoal from our fire and rubbed on my face and hands. I’ll hoot twice so you know it’s me. I called Big Jake and we went hunting. What’s he going to do, the Marshall asked Efren. Shake them up, take a few scalps. Maybe cut a few throats. I know I wouldn’t want Big Zach and Big Jake after my hide Efren said.

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