Indians of North America -- Juvenile fiction; Pioneers -- West (U.S.) -- Juvenile fiction; Slavery -- Juvenile fiction
As she might be useful, Mr Tidey agreed to her going. We hurried back
once more to the canoe, and, lifting in Rose, placed her in the bows
near the head of our prisoner, in a position which would enable her
speedily to tighten his gag, should he attempt to cry out. We then,
taking the paddles, commenced our voyage, I sitting in the bows, Mr
Tidey in the stern. We paddled in towards every opening which was
likely to afford a spot for camping, but no object could we see besides
the tall trees rising up above the water. We had gone some distance,
and I had begun to fear that those we were in search of had moved off
from the shores of the lake, and that we might have a long march to come
up with them, should we discover the direction they had taken, when I
perceived a more ruddy tint on the surface of the lake than that
reflected by the silvery moon.
"There must be a fire somewhere near the shore," I whispered, "people
are encamped there, depend upon it; how shall we proceed?"
"We will land close in here, and then try to steal upon them unobserved,
so as to reconnoitre them first. If there are too many people to
master, we must wait until some of the party fall asleep, and then try
to surprise them. One at least is sure to be on guard; we must knock
him over and then spring on the rest. We shall be able to judge better
when we ascertain how matters stand," observed the Dominie.
As he spoke he turned the head of the canoe to the shore, which we soon
reached. Rose had crammed the handkerchief tight down into the mouth of
the prisoner, or he would to a certainty have betrayed us. Even now I
was afraid that we might have been seen, but no hail reached us. Making
as little noise as possible with our paddles, we soon reached the beach,
and, making a sign for Rose not to follow us, we landed, leaving her in
charge of the canoe. We both crept forward as cautiously as any Indians
could have done. As we approached the fire we heard the sound of
voices, and by getting a little nearer we could hear what was said.
"I wonder that fellow Jowl hasn't found us out yet," observed one of the
speakers; "we shall have a long tramp for it if he doesn't appear very
soon, and the captain and his people will be down upon us. Now that
we've got the black, I wish that we had let the girls alone, they'll
only cause trouble, for old Bracher won't know what to do with them."
"We'd better leave them, then, to shift for themselves, they'll find
their way home somehow or other; it matters little to us if they don't,"
answered another.
"But they'll betray the whereabouts of our train to the captain, and
he'll be after us with his people and demand satisfaction. If he proves
the strongest, he'll carry off the black, about whom we have had all
this trouble, into the bargain," observed the first.
"If he comes at all, it will give old Bracher an opportunity of shooting
him, that's what they'd like to do better than anything else," remarked
a third.
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