On the Trail of Geronimo — page 89: what you’re looking at

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ON THE TRAIL OF GERONIMO. 81 The young officer nodded his head, but said nothing more, and the whole party, as if by one impulse, moved from the camp fire. Dicksupposed that a long tramp was before him, and he was wondering whither it would lead, when, to his astonishment, he found himself among a number of horses picketed near. To his surprise, he was placed on the pony of the interpreter, the latter riding like the rest without any saddle, the back of the horse being partly covered with ablanket. Lieutenant Dick bestrode this animal behind the Apache, who took his place at the front beside Geronimo. The lieutenant took some comfort from the fact that no indignity had yet been offeredhim. He had been allowed to keep his revolver; but, inasmuch as there was only a single charge left in it, it was not likely to prove a formidable weapon in his hand. Still, as all knew he had it, it was singular they did not claim the weapon. The moon still shed a faint light through the gorge, and the wonder of Dick was that the ponies were able to make their way with so little trouble over the rugged ground. Bowlders, rocks and bushes were saaboeuaers continually, but the GOmiGcbdoo (C(O)