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The day was windy and cold, and the bull skin kept the chill air from me and my babe

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The day was windy and cold, and the bull skin kept the chill air from me and my babe.jpg He was crying lustily when my husband drew him outThumbnailsver all she bound a wildcat skin, drawing the upper edge over the baby’s head, like a hood.He was crying lustily when my husband drew him outThumbnailsver all she bound a wildcat skin, drawing the upper edge over the baby’s head, like a hood.He was crying lustily when my husband drew him outThumbnailsver all she bound a wildcat skin, drawing the upper edge over the baby’s head, like a hood.He was crying lustily when my husband drew him outThumbnailsver all she bound a wildcat skin, drawing the upper edge over the baby’s head, like a hood.He was crying lustily when my husband drew him outThumbnailsver all she bound a wildcat skin, drawing the upper edge over the baby’s head, like a hood.He was crying lustily when my husband drew him outThumbnailsver all she bound a wildcat skin, drawing the upper edge over the baby’s head, like a hood.

My husband had spread a heavy bull-skin robe over the travois basket and set me on it, with another skin folded under me for a cushion. Through holes in the edge of the bull skin Son-of-a-Star passed a lariat; and when I was seated, with my baby in my arms and my robe belted snugly about us, my husband drew the lariat, drawing the bull skin about my knees and ankles. The day was windy and cold, and the bull skin kept the chill air from me and my babe.