The Trail Book

The Trail Book

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THE TRAIL BOOK
BY
MARY AUSTIN
WITH ILLUSTRATIONS BY MILO WINTER
1918

[Illustration: "'Arr-rr-ump!' I said"]

TO MARY, MY NIECE
IN THE HOPE THAT SHE MAY FIND THROUGH THE TRAILS
OF HER OWN COUNTRY THE ROAD TO WONDERLAND
CONTENTS

I HOW OLIVER AND DORCAS JANE FOUND THE TRAIL
II WHAT THE BUFFALO CHIEF TOLD

III HOW THE MASTODON HAPPENED FIRST TO BELONG TO A
MAN, AS TOLD BY ARRUMPA
IV THE SECOND PART OF THE MASTODON STORY,
CONCERNING THE TRAIL TO THE SEA AND THE TALKING
STICK OF TAKU-WAKIN
V HOW HOWKAWANDA AND FRIEND-AT-THE-BACK FOUND
THE TRAIL TO THE BUFFALO COUNTRY; TOLD BY THE
COYOTE
VI DORCAS JANE HEARS HOW THE CORN CAME TO THE
VALLEY OF THE MISSI-SIPPU; TOLD BY THE CORN WOMAN
VII A TELLING OF THE SALT TRAIL, OF TSE-TSE-YOTE AND
THE DELIGHT-MAKERS; TOLD BY MOKE-ICHA
VIII YOUNG-MAN-WHO-NEVER-TURNS-BACK: A TELLING OF
THE TALLEGEWI, BY ONE OF THEM
IX HOW THE LENNI-LENAPE CAME FROM SHINAKI AND THE
TALLEGEWI FOUGHT THEM: THE SECOND PART OF THE
MOUND-BUILDER'S STORY
X THE MAKING OF A SHAMAN: A TELLING OF THE
IROQUOIS TRAIL, BY THE ONONDAGA
XI THE PEARLS OF COFACHIQUE: HOW LUCAS DE AYLLON
CAME TO LOOK FOR THEM AND WHAT THE CACICA
FAR-LOOKING DID TO HIM; TOLD BY THE PELICAN.
XII HOW THE IRON SHIRTS CAME TO TUSCALOOSA: A
TELLING OF THE TRIBUTE ROAD BY THE LADY OF
COFACHIQUE.
XIII HOW THE IRON SHIRTS CAME LOOKING FOR THE SEVEN
CITIES OF CIBOLA; TOLD BY THE ROAD-RUNNER.
XIV HOW THE MAN OF TWO HEARTS KEPT THE SECRET OF

THE HOLY PLACES; TOLD BY THE CONDOR.
XV HOW THE MEDICINE OF THE ARROWS WAS BROKEN AT
REPUBLICAN RIVER; TOLD BY THE CHIEF OFFICER OF THE
DOG SOLDIERS
APPENDIX
GLOSSARY

ILLUSTRATIONS
"'ARR-RR-UMP!' I SAID"
THE BUFFALO CHIEF
THE MASTODON
TAKU AND ARRUMPA
THE TRAIL TO THE SEA
THE TRAIL TO THE BUFFALO COUNTRY
SHOT DOWNWARD TO THE LEDGE WHERE HOWKAWANDA
AND YOUNGER BROTHER HUGGED THEMSELVES (in color)
THE CORN WOMEN
SIGN OF THE SUN AND THE FOUR QUARTERS
MOKE-ICHA
TSE-TSE-YOTE AND MOKE-ICHA (in Color)
TSE-TSE-YOTE AND MOKE-ICHA
THE MOUND-BUILDERS

THE IROQUOIS TRAIL
THE GOLD-SEEKERS
SHE COULD SEE THE THOUGHTS OF A MAN WHILE THEY
WERE STILL IN HIS HEART (in Color)
THE CACICA FAR-LOOKING MEETS THE IRON SHIRTS
THE DESERT
THE CONDOR THAT HAS HIS NEST ON EL MORRO
THE DOG SOLDIERS
LINE ART OF BUFFALO
THE TRAIL BOOK

I
HOW OLIVER AND DORCAS JANE FOUND THE TRAIL
From the time that he had first found, himself alone with them, Oliver
had felt sure that the animals could come alive again if they wished.
That was one blowy afternoon about a week after his father had been
made night engineer and nobody had come into the Museum for several
hours.
Oliver had been sitting for some time in front of the Buffalo case,
wondering what might be at the other end of the trail. The cows that
stood midway in it had such a going look. He was sure it must lead,
past the hummock where the old bull flourished his tail, to one of those
places where he had always wished to be. All at once, as the boy sat
there thinking about it, the glass case disappeared and the trail shot out
like a dark snake over a great stretch of rolling, grass-covered prairie.

He could see the tops of the grasses stirring like the hair on the old
Buffalo's coat, and the ripple of water on the beaver pool which was
just opposite