Buffalo Bill's Best Bet; Or, A Sure Thing Well WonIngraham, Prentiss
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Buffalo Bill's Best Bet; Or, A Sure Thing Well Won
Ingraham, Prentiss
Buffalo Bill, 1846-1917 -- Fiction; Dime novels
For a few miles the scout continued on, Midnight keeping up a sweeping
and untiring gallop; then he suddenly drew rein, for the distant crack
of a rifle broke on his ear. Cautiously advancing, Buffalo Bill soon
reached a roll of the prairie higher than the ordinary. Knowing that
he could obtain an extensive view from its summit, he dismounted, and,
leaving Midnight to await him, he advanced until he could see for miles
before him.
Then, quite to his surprise, he beheld a small timber island, and
around it, just out of rifle range, fully two hundred Indians.
Taking a small field glass from his pocket, he soon discovered that the
timber hid a number of horsemen, who had taken refuge from their Indian
foes.
“Aha!” he exclaimed, as he turned his glass upon the Indian besieging
party. “Aha! Ricardo; you are in a trap, and Red Dick holds the winning
hand. Well, so much the better for the troops. Ah! Ricardo, your days
are numbered now.”
After a long examination of the motte and the surrounding band, the
scout returned to his horse, mounted and rode rapidly back, arriving at
the cavalry encampment just as Captain Kassidy and Lieutenant Ainslie
arrived with about sixty more men.
Reporting his discovery to the general, Buffalo Bill continued:
“And now, sir, I think as soon as the horses are a little rested we had
better push on. You have a hundred fighting men now, and we can defeat
the two forces combined.”
“You do not think the two men, now enemies, will join against us, do
you, Cody?”
“I do, general; the necks of both men are in the hangman’s noose, and,
knowing that they cannot singly meet your force, they will join their
thieving bands and make common war upon us.”
“Well, we’ll give them a supper of cold lead and steel by dark. Come,
gentlemen, we must be on the move.”
On swept the cavalcade over the prairie, and when the sun was low in
the horizon, they came up to the higher roll of the prairie, where a
short halt was ordered.
“They are at it hot and fast,” said the scout, as the sound of rapid
firing reached their ears.
“Now, general, let me suggest that you divide the troops into three
parties, you leading the center with about forty men, Captain la Clyde
taking the right with about twenty-five men, Captain Kassidy the left
with a like number, and at about a mile distant from Captain la Clyde.
“With your permission, I will then take the remaining half dozen
troopers and the three hunters, and, making a circuit of four miles,
will come out upon the prairie at a point far to your right, and at
once advance toward the motte. When the Indians catch sight of me they
will at once send out a large force to fight me, and then you had
better charge with your three squadrons.”
“That is splendidly planned, Cody; you should have entered the army!”
cried the general.
He at once gave the necessary orders, and in ten minutes more, with the
roll of the prairie still hiding them, the four parties were taking up
their respective positions.
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