Custer's Last Shot; or, The Boy Trailer of the Little HornTravers, J. M., Col.
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Custer's Last Shot; or, The Boy Trailer of the Little Horn
Travers, J. M., Col.
Custer, George A. (George Armstrong), 1839-1876 -- Fiction; Dime novels; Little Bighorn, Battle of the, Mont., 1876 -- Fiction
It may seem strange that Red Goliath, shrewd as he has shown himself to
be, should risk so much in passing the Indian village after arousing
the inhabitants by creating such an alarm, but the fact was, he proved
to be one of those cunning fellows who believe that under the existing
circumstances the safest place is that nearest the seat of action.
In spite of the danger that seemed to encompass him, the giant passed
by without an alarm.
Soon the firing on the right shore could be heard, and this became
louder as they drew nearer, until they were abreast of the scene of
Reno's obstinate defense.
Passing by, the giant continued on its way down the river, until Mason
began to wonder whether it would ever stop, his poor arm feeling the
effects of the long pull.
Red Goliath had another object in view while taking this route, besides
that already mentioned.
There was a cave in the hills below the village which he intended to
occupy; for, although Adele was in his hands, only half of the mission
which he had been intrusted with by the duelist was accomplished.
The boy yet remained, and although the words he had heard Hoskins
boastfully utter had created a suspicion in his mind that Mason had
fallen with Custer's command, he intended remaining in the vicinity
until this could be proven by searching the battle-field.
Shortly after passing the bluffs where Reno was battling with
overwhelming numbers of crafty foemen, the giant made a sudden sweep
with the paddle, and turned the prow toward the shore.
As the boat struck, he sprang out and pulled it into a clump of bushes,
which, with the reeds growing near the bank, proved an effectual
hiding-place. Adele still sat motionless.
The giant addressed her, for the first time since starting on his water
voyage, and Mason could see her tremble at the sound of his rough
voice, as if it meant something of horror.
"Come, gal, we leave the creek here. There's a snug little hiding-place
I intend taking you to, where there'll be no chance of discovery. Now
that you're in my power again, I don't intend losing sight of you.
You're in somebody's way, therefore you have to be removed. It depends
on yourself how this is to be done. Two ways are open: one, by carrying
you off to some foreign land; t'other, leaving you to the mercy of the
forest beasts," and the unfeeling giant laughed to himself.
"And they would prove more merciful than such a monster as you,"
declared Adele, as she stepped from the unsteady boat and faced Red
Goliath. How her eyes shone, as they flashed out the scorn born of her
soul!
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