On the Trail of Geronimo — page 105: what you’re looking at

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ON THE TRAIL OF GERONIMO. 95 At the instant of doing so, the warrior executed a most amazing leap, that carried him to the side of the road, where he vanished among the rocks like a figure in a pantomine. ‘¢ He deserves his freedom,” said Kirkland, who could bear his chagrin the better because it was shared by both his companions. “If all the Apaches dodge like that, a dozen of them can keep our whole army on the jump till they die of old age.” ‘“'There’s another of them,” added one of the troopers, as the outlines of a horseman came to view down the road; “let us see how well he can do on his pony.” The cavalrymen drew themselves up ready to charge the foe, when, to their astonishment, he hailed them. “ Fielloa there! Give me the countersign and Pll advance. “Come on, whoever you are!” called back Kirkland. And Dick Whitcomb, smiling at the surprise he knew he had caused, rode forward, and, as he came into view in the moonlight, saluted the three troopers, who scrutinized him with profound curi- osity. (C(O) nn) (@ 6)(0)(6) (C(O)