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180 7 ROCKY MOUNTAIN SAM. It was not long before they had cause to congratulate themselves upon the luck which had seemed so dead against them at first; for in less than an hour they perceived a large Indian encampment lying to the north, and the queer professor forgot pretty much everything else as he un- sheathed and placed his beloved telescope to his eye. “Why, there must be over two hundred lodges,” he ex- claimed. ‘‘Big Horn wasright. ‘The enemy we whipped so soundly yesterday has a large reserve to_fall back upon.” ‘“'hat’s so,” said the other; but isn't that a man on horseback just below us? though to me the two of ‘em to- gether don’t look any bigger’n a fust-class cockroach.” “Yes,” replied Max, directing his glass accordingly, “and an Indian from his garb—or, rather from his lack of it. But I wonder why he should be so remote from his camp?” | . ‘‘Purfessor, I’ve a sort. of a inspiration,” cried Sam. ‘Just lend me that squintin’ tube a minute, will you?” “Certainly, my son.” “It’s him, it’s him, by hookey!” roared the young hunter, a second or two after the glass had been applied to his eye. “T felt it beatin’ an’ whisperin’ at my heart. By Jupiter, it’s him!” ! ‘‘Whom, my son?” calmly inquired the elder sky-scraper, receiving back the telescope. : “Who? Why, Rube Tenyck,” was the delighted reply. “| think I call to mind the ruffian you particularize,” said the White Hermit, still mildly. ‘But may I be _per- mitted to inquire what the duse is the difference whom the solitary horsemen may be?” ‘“What makes you so muddy, old pard? Don’t you see we must capture him at once? He’s the only one in the world, maybe, whocan put uson the scent of Firefoot’s hiding- place.” S13 : AY: Lhe professor grasped the valve-cord, and as the balloon swiftly descended, Sam got his grapnels and lariats in readi- ness. , The ‘‘solitary horseman” was unaware of the presence of danger until the shadow of the balloon just before him on the ground caused his pony torear and shy. Then, casting his glance upward, he gave a yell as he took in the nature co GComicbooks