On the Trail of Geronimo — page 243: what you’re looking at

Machine-transcribed from the original scan — historical spelling and the odd misread are preserved.

ON THE TRAIL OF GERONIMO. AW | The remark would have amazed any hearer not accustomed to campaigning against the Apaches ; but the others made no answer, for they knew the danger of such an ambush, even while riding across a dusty plain where nothing but stunted grass was growing. It was not less than ten minutes after this remark that Joggens, who was riding on the ex- treme left, saw something which startled him. A hundred yards in advance, and almost in the line of direction they were following, he observed the slightest possible agitation in the sand. It was so sight indeed that he would not have seen it at all, had he not happened to look at the: very spot where it appeared. It was as if a rabbit had flirted his head in the dirt which covered his body, or perhaps a coiled rattlesnake had slightly un- twisted himself. “ St/” hissed the New Englander, uttering the sibilant signal that was recognized by his com- rades. On the instant every one turned to him for an explanation. “ Just ahead and a little to the left,” he said, in a low voice. COomlCcoooks (C(O) mM