Indians of North America -- Juvenile fiction; Pioneers -- West (U.S.) -- Juvenile fiction; Slavery -- Juvenile fiction
Mr Tidey had called Dio to his side and they were some way before me,
when I saw them both stop. Dio pointed ahead, while Mr Tidey leaned
eagerly forward. Presently a large animal came out of a hollow in which
it had previously been concealed. Moving on I saw to my satisfaction
that it was one of a herd of tame cattle feeding at the bottom of the
hollow. Instead of running away when we approached, they came lowing
up, as if well accustomed to the sight of white men.
"Hurrah! the fort cannot be far off unless the herd has strayed away
from it," exclaimed Mr Tidey; "at all events it is some encouragement
to move forward, and perhaps before long we shall find ourselves among
friends."
"It is not likely that we should be able to distinguish the fort at any
great distance, but I see a hill rising up against the sky, and perhaps
we shall find it in that direction," I observed.
While I was speaking, Mr Tidey's horse made a bolt down the slope, and
presently, as the cattle moved aside, I saw a pool of water which,
though muddy from the animals having trod in it, afforded a refreshing
draught to his poor steed. Mine was too weak even to drink, and I
feared that if it once got into the pool it would not have strength to
get out again. We now advanced in somewhat better spirits than before.
The condition of my horse, however, delayed me; but, in the hopes of
obtaining some remedies to save its life, I still led it on. We had not
got far when Mr Tidey, who, as usual, was looking about in every
direction, exclaimed--
"I see a party of horsemen in the distance. If they are Indians and
come near us, we must stop and drive them off. I can count but six; two
a-piece, and we each of us must settle one of those as soon as they come
within range of our bullets. In the meantime we will keep on as we are
going, and if the fort is at hand, it may be that they will think it
wise to keep at a distance."
Looking steadily in the direction the Dominie pointed, I could but just
discern some figures appearing against the sky above the horizon, but
whether Indians or white men I was unable to determine. I kept watching
them anxiously. In a short time Dio cried out--
"Dey come dis way! dey come dis way!"
"Never mind, if they come nearer than we like, we must send them to the
right-about," observed Mr Tidey calmly.
I could, however, see that the strangers were approaching at a rapid
rate, and it would soon be necessary for us to get ready to receive
them.
Mr Tidey frequently turned his head over his left shoulder, but still
rode on.
"Had we not better stop?" I asked, "they will be down upon us
presently."
The Dominie pulled up, and attentively regarded the approaching
strangers. "All right!" he exclaimed, "they are friends; I see their
uniforms, we shall not have to fight for our lives this time."
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