On the Trail of Geronimo — page 203: what you’re looking at

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ON THE TRAIL OF GERONIMO. 191 “Everything seems to be all right,” was the eonclusion of the lieutenant, ‘‘ but there is no tell- ing how close some of the Apaches are at this very minute. If they only had enough courage to make a sudden charge upon us they might—well, they might render things unpleasant, to say the least.” A half hour had passed, when Dick emitted the same low, tremulous whistle which had been used by Windstrom when in his position. Instantly the listening ear caught the guarded answer from the other side of the camp. McGar- vey was there, on the alert, and had seen nothing as yet to cause alarm. At such a critical time the sentinel depends upon his ear as much as his eye, butit may besaid that every sense is at its highest tension, and it would have been a skillfulscout indeed that could have stolen unawares upon that camp in the Arizona solitudes. The horses had cropped the grass for an hour or two after being hobbled, and were now lying down, as silent as the sleeping troopers, whose breathing was like that of so many children. One of them was heard to move slightly, but the ear of the lieu- tenant had learned rapidly enough during his short CoOmilcoookks (CO) mM