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cattle trace and

cattle trace and turned on a northwest angle. Our route now lay up the cimarron, which we crossed and recrossed at our pleasure, for the sake of grazing or to avoid several large alkali flats. There was evidence of herds in our advance, and had we not hurried past red fork, i might have learned something to our advantage. But disdaining all inquiry of the cutoff, fearful lest our identity be discovered, we deliberately walked into the first real danger of the trip. At low water the cimarron was a brackish stream. But numerous tributaries put in from either side, and by keeping above the rivers ebb, an abundance of fresh water was daily secured from the rivers