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114 ROCKY MOUNTAIN SAM, bag?” whispered Big Horn, perhaps sharing a little in the superstition of the savages. ‘Nothing but fireworks,” replied the other. ‘‘Old Max told me he had a supply of them and would use them on the first opportunity. Those are what are called pinwheels. Ha! let us not be crushed before our friends arrive.” The Indians were again upon them in great numbers, and now the hunters being compelled to expose themselves in hand-to-hand fight began to suffer severely. Big Horn, clubbing his rifle, sprang upon the barricade. Horse and rider rolled back before the far-sweeping flourish of that mighty arm; but it was only for a moment, CHAPTER XV. - THE VENGEANCE OF THE SKIES. A friend in need, is a friend indeed! How brightens with hope the fading eye. How tightens the hand on the sinking brand At the very whisper that help is nigh! But a little moment and all would be over. Again the savages poured against, upon, and over the barricade; the hunters were giving away, but only inch by inch, and fighting with the dogged fury of despair; the renegade cheered on his followers with a revengeful shout, and their war-whoops clanged abroad like the hideous clamor of fiends for souls. ‘All is over!” gasped young Dutton, lowering his sword, and reeling back, while the blood streamed from an arrow- wound in his pallid cheek, and the shouts and din of tumult around him became nothing more than a confused and far-away ringing in his ears. . “Cheer up!” roared Big Horn, supporting his sinking form with his left hand, while in his right, his long knife - glistened, gilded with blood to the hilt. ‘‘Brace up! Jist look at the gas-bag!” . i'hese words seemed to arouse the young officer from the depths of the swoon into which he had been sinking from exhaustion and loss of blood, and he opened his eyes to see his comrades suddenly recover their ground and the Indians forced back beyond the defenses; while, not far above their +4 “comicboo ~ ae - i ¥ ‘ inte oo dos - a ha be = cS com |