Alden the Pony Express rider : $b or, Racing for lifeEllis, Edward Sylvester
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Pony express -- Juvenile fiction
Another fact gave basis for vague hope: a scrutiny of the whole horizon
showed no answering signal. When Indians resort to such telegraphy, as
they often do on the plains and among the mountains, there are calls
and replies. It is on record that on one occasion the news of the
signing of an important treaty at Washington affecting the Sioux was
known to that tribe before the telegraphic messages could reach the
army officers at the reservation. It was carried westward by Indian
telegraphy which none of us fully understands, except that it seems
to be through signal fires from elevated positions. But in that case,
there must have been smoke or blaze visible at different points, as we
know was really the case.
But Alden Payne saw only the shadowy wisp of vapor in front of him, and
must wait to learn its full meaning. That knowledge could not be long
in coming.
CHAPTER XVI
CAUSE AND EFFECT
Alden was convinced from a study of the signal smoke that it was
gradually fading, as if the fire which caused it was not replenished.
What this signified, as well as the meaning of the display itself, was
beyond him.
When the interval between him and the danger point had dwindled to an
eighth of a mile, Dick did an almost incredible thing. Until then he
had shown no sign of seeing the warning. Suddenly he stopped, raised
his head, thrust his ears forward and looked steadily at the thin
column of vapor for several minutes. The reins lay on his neck and the
rider did not touch them.
The animal wheeled abruptly to the right and broke into a gallop. His
action showed that he read the signal smoke aright. Indians were there
and he must avoid them.
“I shall not interfere again with you,” said Alden admiringly; “you
know a hundred times more than I do of these matters.”
None the less, our young friend was uneasy. With all the pony’s
sagacity, it would not have been strange if he was outwitted. The dusky
enemies must have believed it was an experienced Express Rider who was
coming from the east, and it would seem likely to them that he would
direct his pony as the animal was now directing himself. If so, the
precaution could hardly be of avail.
The ground rapidly changed in character. Before Alden looked for it the
incline increased, and he was riding among boulders, rocks and dwarfed
pines. He felt a coolness too in the air, though the ridge did not rise
anywhere near to the snow line. Looking down at the ground he saw no
signs of others having passed the way before him. He was the pioneer in
that dismal solitude.
He was glad when the pony of his own accord dropped from the gallop to
his rapid, graceful walk. It was impossible for him to progress in a
straight line, and he was forever turning to the right or left, rarely
following a direct course for more than a few rods.
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