On the Trail of Geronimo — page 55: what you’re looking at

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

ON THE TRAIL OF GERONIMO. 47 formed the sound, for, as was afterward proven, nothing of the kind was uttered. “That's enough,” said Buck, “though I didn’t hear it; drive on, for I don’t feel right about Zach.” The supposition ‘was that the driver had fallen from the rear of the stage into the middle of the road, where he had probably revived enough to crawl to one side. Consequently, it was necessary to advance with care, scanning the highway on each hand. The varying light of the moon, and the alternat- ing shadows, rendered this anything but an easy task, for the men felt that it would never do to make a mistake which would be likely to prove fatal to the sufferer, provided he was still alive. Probably half the distance between the scene of tthe accident and the hold-up was passed, when the horse pricked up his ears and shied to the left. “There’s something there,’ whispered the driver, drawing his animal down to a slow walk, and peer- ing intently ahead. “There he is, sure enough!” added Buck Bragg the next moment, as he distinguished the outlines of a man stretched beside an immense rock on their right. CoOnniclooo S (CO)