Upon this, War–Eagle rose, saying, “My brother shall drink and
rest—there are shade and water not far.” As he had said, half an
hour’s march brought them to a clump of stunted alders, beside which
flowed a stream, the waters of which were tolerably fresh and cool.
Here they ate some dried buffalo–meat, and satisfied their thirst,
after which they followed with renewed spirits their gay leader,
whose iron and sinewy frame seemed (like that of Antæus of old) to
gather fresh strength every time that his foot fell upon the earth.
The prairie through which they now passed was extremely hilly and
broken, intersected by many steep and narrow ravines; threading his way
among these, the chief frequently stopped to examine the foot–marks
which had been left by bison or other animals, and often bent his
searching glance along the sides of the hills around him. The only
living creatures seen during the whole march were a few bulls, lazily
cropping the prairie grass, as if conscious that their tough carcase,
and burnt, soiled hides, rendered them at this season worthless to the
hunters, who had driven from them the cows and the younger bulls of the
herd. Emerging from these defiles, the party came to a broader valley,
the sides of which were very steep; along the bottom ran a stream of
considerable magnitude, on the banks of which was a large tract of
copse–wood, consisting apparently of alder, poplar, and birch, and
affording ample space for concealing a body of several hundred men.
Towards this wood War–Eagle led the way; and when he reached a few
bushes, distant from it some hundred yards, he desired the rest of the
party to lie still, while he went forward alone to explore. During his
absence Reginald occupied himself with examining through his glass the
sides of the valley, but could see neither man nor any other living
creature; and when War–Eagle returned and conducted them into the wood,
Reginald could read on his friend’s countenance that he was in high
spirits at having reached this point undiscovered.
When they came to the centre of the woodland, they found a broad trail,
near which they were carefully posted by their chief, in such a manner
that, themselves unseen, they could command a view of any one passing
along it.
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