On the Pampas; Or, The Young SettlersHenty, G. A. (George Alfred)
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On the Pampas; Or, The Young Settlers
Henty, G. A. (George Alfred)
Pampas (Argentina) -- Juvenile fiction
They rode in single file, and they had taken the precaution of
fastening a piece of tape round their horses' nostrils and mouth,
to prevent their snorting should they approach any of their own
species. The night was dark, but the stars shone out clear and
bright. At starting Mr. Hardy had opened his watch, and had felt by
the hands that it was ten o'clock. After some time he felt again.
It was just half an hour from the time of their starting.
"Now, boys, we are somewhere close to the place of your fight. In
another ten minutes we must separate."
At the end of that time they again closed up.
"Now, boys, you see that bright star. That is nearly due east of
us; go on as nearly as you can guess for ten minutes, at a walk, as
before. You will then be within a mile of the enemy. Then get off
your horses. Mind, on no account whatever are you to leave their
bridles, but stand with one hand on the saddle, ready to throw
yourself into it. Keep two blue-lights, and give me one. Don't
speak a word, but listen as if your lives depended upon detecting a
sound, as indeed they do. You are to remain there until you see
that I have fairly succeeded and then you are to dash in behind the
cattle and fire off your revolvers, and shout so as to quicken
their pace as much as possible. I do not think there is the least
fear of the Indians following, the rockets will scare them too
much. When you have chased the herd for about two miles, draw aside
half a mile on their side, and then listen for the Indians passing
in pursuit of the cattle; wait ten minutes, and then blow your
dog-whistle--a sharp, short note. If you hear Indians following
you, or think there is danger, blow twice, and go still further to
the right. God bless you, boys. I don't think there is much fear of
your falling upon any scouts; they have been too badly cut up
to-day, and must look upon our guns as witches. I need not say keep
together, and, if attacked, light a blue-light and throw it down;
ride a short way out of its circle of light, and I will come
straight to you through everything. Don't be nervous about me.
There is not the least danger."
In another minute the boys lost sight of their father, and turning
their horses proceeded in the direction he had ordered. Every now
and then they stopped to listen, but not a sound could they hear.
Their own horses' hoofs made no noise as they fell upon the soft
turf.
At the end of the ten minutes, just as Charley was thinking of
stopping, they heard a sound which caused them to halt
simultaneously. It was the low baa of a sheep, and seemed to come
from directly ahead of them. Charley now alighted, and Hubert
brought his horse up beside him, keeping his place, however, in the
saddle, but leaning forward on the neck of his horse, for he felt
that if he got off he should be unable to regain his seat hurriedly
in case of alarm.
"About a mile off, I should say, by the sound," Charley whispered;
"and just in the direction we expected."
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