In Barracks and Wigwam — page 165: what you’re looking at

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- CHAPTER XXV. LURED TO DESTRUCTION. Linn could not doubt the meaning of the shot and the bugle blast, and with a face from which nearly every ves- tige of color had fled, he waited in the saddle for his two © _. skirmishers to join him. But he was cool and clear-~ — ~~ headed enough—so much so that his older and more ex- perienced men—who were themselves not a little scared— were struck by their young officer’s brave demeanor. The trumpeter was the first to reach the party, and as — he checked his steed with a jerk, he uttered the singles word “Indians.”’ Just then Reily came dbanine up. EM “We're trapped, corporal,’ he cried, hoarsely. “The whole Sioux nation is closing in on us. They fired at me from long range, and it was a darned good shot, too. I heard the ball whistle.” : _ “Where are they?” demanded Linn. “And how many? Come, men, we must do our best to get away. The way by which we came is open yet, and if we make a rapid dash (>? there, and there, and back yonder! | It was too true, and what the men now saw as they glanced around them was enough to sicken the stoutest ae the low, open galley was at least six hundred dent fe grow alive with Bae On eed comicbouks co ‘ th ae >is 3 es pA ass Sr Go | WAS > wt ans p ye iar ae eee a” aLei. 4 [445 i — - " “Too late!’”’ shouted Grant. ‘There they come! Look oe sas