"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!" Ned smiled. He realized that the cub had imbibed the spirit of the Indian warrior who disdains to display any weakness of the flesh. No matter how much he may have been frightened by his recent terrible predicament, he did not choose any one to know about it. Indians may _feel_ fear but they have learned never to show it by look or action and to go to their deaths, if need be, taunting the foe. "Well," he told the small boy, "we intended to camp for the night here close to the river and we'd be glad to have you stay over with us. Plenty of grub for everybody and it might be much more pleasant than being by yourself. We are not Western boys but then we've been around more or less and know something about how things are done out here. Will you join us--er--" "My name is Amos, Amos Adams, and I'll be right well pleased to stay over with you to-night, sure I will," the boy went on to say. So it was settled, and out of just such small things as their meeting Amos in such a strange way great events sometimes spring. But none of the scouts so much as suspected this when they busied themselves preparing the camp, building the cooking fire, and seeing that all the animals were staked out to feed, after watering them. CHAPTER IV. PICKING UP POINTS. "Ned, whatever do you imagine this kid is doing out here all by himself?"