"I was a little fool, all right," the kid immediately answered, with an expression of absolute disgust on his sharp face; "you see, I glimpsed a bunch of deer feeding just over yonder to windward and as they were headin' in this way I thought I'd lie low under the river bank and wait till they got inside easy gunshot. I tied my pony over in the thickest place of the timber and then walked out to where the water jest come to my knees, where I got low down to wait. Say, I was that taken up with watchin' them deer afeedin' up that I forgets all about everything else and was some s'prised to feel the water tricklin' around my waist like. After that I knowed the huntin' game was all up, and that less I wanted to be smothered I'd have to get out in a hurry. But it didn't matter much how I pulled, an' heaved and tried to swim I jest stuck like I was bolted down to a snubbin' post and somebody had cinched the girth on me. Then, after a while, when I was expectin' to swaller water, I heard that burro singin' and afore I could help it I jest hollored out. Guess you must a thought it was a maverick. I could a kicked myself right away afterwards 'cause I give tongue so wild like!"