Just below the hill’s highest point there was a sandy hollow. No doubt the buffalo had begun it, rolling in the sand to rid themselves of ticks or fleas, but the wind had scoured the hollow, making it wider and deeper.Just over the highest rise of the hill there was a staggered cluster of junipers that formed a windbreak, as well as a screen for the camp’s activity. On the south side, runoff water had cut a small ravine that joined a larger one at the base of the hill. Where the two joined there was a cluster of huge old cottonwoods. The stream itself was a few inches deep, a few feet wide. The water was clear and quite cold.Mellett turned in his saddle to speak to Dunivant. “Sergeant, water your stock. Let them graze for one hour, then take them to water again. After that, put your picket line close in. Establish the guard posts at once.”Again he checked the country around. There was a good field of fire on three sides and, except for the small ravine, no available cover for at least a hundred yards in that direction.“Corporal Hessler,”
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