Dividing his force into four sections, he directed one to proceed to the
west, and another to the east, and each to penetrate the hill until they
met. A third section was directed to skirt the hill until they faced
its northern side, and then, in like manner, ascend, until they met the
two flanking columns, when they would unite and advance south until they
came across the band, or met his column, which would move up in time to
join them.
Whilst the three columns were making a detour round the hill to reach
the posts assigned, the Major resolved to wait where he was at present,
until daylight was on the wane, to give time for each to be well
advanced before he attempted to move forward, and so possibly the better
escape detection by any watchful eye which might be on the look-out for
the unexpected.
The day wore to its close. The sky was obscured with dense masses of
heavy clouds, indicating a coming storm. The waning moon would not make
its appearance yet for some hours. The occasional rumble of distant
thunder was to be heard, whilst vivid flashes of lightning from time to
time lit up the wide expanse, only to render the succeeding darkness the
more intense.
Favoured by the elements, Major Scott cautiously but steadily advanced
his little force until they were close up to the ascent of the hill, but
well screened by the wild luxuriance of the vegetation, the growth of
ages, as yet undisturbed by the demands or needs of man, or the onward
march of those civilising forces which are ever working for the
advancement of the race.
Pulling their blankets around them, his men bivouacked where they had
halted, to snatch a few hours’ repose, in order that they might be the
better prepared to face what was before them.
A little more than an hour had passed when the distant sounds of
rifle-firing came echoing down the hill, which no sooner reached the
slumbering groups than Major Scott gave the signal, and his bugler
sounded the call to arms, and in a very brief space of time his little
party was up, saddled, and in motion at a brisk trot.
Guided by the information which their scout had brought them,—and who
was now to the front, with the Major, leading,—they soon reached the
spot described by him, where he had seen the band encamped.
Save the dying embers of a solitary fire, the darkness was too profound
to render objects visible at a distance. Nor could they detect the
sounds of any life present, except those which came from their own
party.
As the men moved across the plain, the horse of one stumbled over an
object in the darkness, which its rider, on dismounting, found was the
body of a man apparently lifeless, indicating that the firing which had
aroused them must have been in this locality, and that the place could
only recently have been abandoned.
In a few moments their attention was arrested by the sounds of
approaching horsemen, and an occasional shot being fired.
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