Sunset Ranch: A Story of a Boy's Adventures in the West — page 61: what you’re looking at

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The Indian Foray. 53 result of Old Sile’s marksmanship, and suspected they might have headed in this direction for cover. Here they found the girl, sure enough, proving the old range hustler a clever prophet, indeed—she was standing beside a tree, to which Cuthbert saw she had been secured. The chivalry of Virginia was aroused by the spec- tacle, and, jumping from his horse, he ran eagerly up to liberate her. She was clad in homespun, evidently some set- tler’s child, and quite winning in appearance. Karl had not moved—he sat in his saddle, holding his gun in one hand, as though expecting to use it— thanks to his knowledge of Indian habits, he would never trust one of them more than was necessary. And Cuthbert soon had cause to bless his com- rade’s foresight, since at the very moment he was cutting the deerskin thongs that bound the slip of a girl to the tree a sinewy pair of arms were thrown about him, pinioning his own fast to his sides, while ~ a painted, exultant face stretched around to look into his eyes. The second Sioux had made for Karl, hoping no doubt to overwhelm the other “kid” as easily as Cuthbert had been made secure. He reckoned without his host, however, for Karl, without the slightest hesitation, shot him in the shoulder, and, having quite enough of the game by this time, the young brave ran off with one helpless arm at his side. It was easy enough to intimidate the other fel- low, who, watching his chance darted behind a tree and dodged off. None of them had any desire to remain longer among the trees, and, as the girl eagerly declared her willingness to accompany them, they set off. Cuthbert’s horse being the larger and stronger, she was mounted on him, though Buckskin had ere Comiclboooks C©