On the Trail of Geronimo — page 107: what you’re looking at

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ON THE TRAIL OF GERONIMO. 97 he had every reason to believe that he had seen the last of me, but I was lucky.” And then, as their animals walked slowly along the mountain highway, Lieutenant Dick related the story with which the reader is familiar. Like the modest fellow that he was, he avoided every- thing in the nature of boasting, and minified his remarkable exploits as much as he could ; but there was no concealing his plucky achievements, for he had to admit that he saved himself from death in | going over the gorge, avoided a dangerous rattle- snake in the act of striking him, escaped a grizzly bear, flung an Apache from his horse, when the warrior was striving to slay him, captured a stray pony, and joined his friends with only a few insig- nificant scratches received from his enemy. Surely there was enough in all this to justify pride, and the hearts of the listeners were stirred with ad- miration as they heard the striking narrative. By the time the story was finished, the little party reached the main company, which was drawn up in the road and debating the best course to pursue, while awaiting the return of Lieutenant Kirkland and his comrades. Here Dick Whitcomb received a general intro- T Comlcoookks (C(O) mM