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  • n. Plural form of cayuse.


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  • With a pack train of many horses (cayuses from the mountains of eastern Oregon), the four men struck east into the desolate wilderness which lies beyond Mount St. Elias, and then north through the upland region in which the headwaters of the White and Tanana rivers have their source.

    A Northland Miracle

  • At the end of the trail a man who had killed fifty horses wanted to buy, but we looked at him and at our own, -- mountain cayuses from eastern Oregon.

    Which Make Men Remember

  • They were wild, unbroken "cayuses," and had to be broken then and there.

    Roosevelt in the Bad Lands

  • She whispered Sam to open the coach-door, and quietly took a seat inside; and Sam, with a sense of irritation very unusual with him, climbed reluctantly to his place, giving the "cayuses" the lash in a way that set them off on a keen run.

    The New Penelope and Other Stories and Poems

  • Sam mounted one of the "cayuses," and made what haste he could after the coach and Wells, Fargo & Company's express-box.

    The New Penelope and Other Stories and Poems

  • Fifty cayuses of | mine eating their heads off in this dirty kennel of yours, and it'll be a sick time you'll have if you don't hustle them ashore as fast as God'll let you!


  • Five thousand he offered, and we were broke, but we remembered the poison grass of the Summit and the passage in the Rocks, and the man who was my brother spoke no word, but divided the cayuses into two bunches, -- his in the one and mine in the other, -- and he looked at me and we understood each other.


  • But I used to think I was a regular rip-snorter when I was a youngster up in Eastern Oregon, sneaking away from camp to ride with the cattle and break cayuses and that sort of thing.

    Chapter XII

  • A horse was between his legs -- a good horse, he decided; one that sent him back to the cayuses he had ridden during his eastern Oregon boyhood.

    Chapter VIII

  • As they rode away with all their worldly goods packed on a few poor cayuses, I could not help contrasting their present condition with that of thirty years ago.

    The Sheep Eaters


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