Beadle's Dime Novels No. 139: The Border Foes — page 60: what you’re looking at

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=< Syvison wits such a sood guide, that they went on without : any serious hindrance. | 2 ‘When they had gone about three hundred yards, they ~ stopped, and luid their ears close to the ground, near the water, for the purpose of gaining information by listening. -“ Don’t you hear the noise of a paddle striking the water?” . asked Ryeburn. “T hear something of the kind, but I am inclined to think - that the noise is made by a person swimming.” “ Very likely. I tell you, George, I smell red-skin mighty strong, and I am sure tliat the rascals are not far from here. Follow me, and be as silent as you can.” Again they carefally worked their way down the bank, and had gone about three hundred yards further, when they again stopped and listened, but they heard nothing. “T am afraid we are at fault,” whispered Ryeburn. “ There is nothing more to be heard. What does your nose say _ Walter ?” “My nose says that there are red-skins nearus I can smell them very plainly now. Come on, George. You mustn't make noise enough to wake a squirrel, and you must be ready to strike at any moment. I judge by the scent that we had better strike off from the river a little way.” Again they went on, feeling their way in the darkness ~ among the trees and bushes, and taking pains to move silent- ~ ly, rather than rapidly. They had not gone much further, when Wilson halted, and uttered a low hiss, as a warning to __ his companion, who quietly crept up to his side. Look right ahead, George,” whispered the leader. “ Do ; ps ee see any thing?” . 4 _— “T ean’t say that I do.” - : : _ “Don’t you see a light? I can make it out quite plainly =| _ Row, an and I think I can see smoke rising above it.” a It is a light, Walter. I see it now.” “a - Red-skins are there, my boy. I can smell them as easily . as you can smell a polecat. They have built a fire, I think, = - are making themselves comfortable. We mast crawl up on thém as silently as snakes, for a great deal may depend on not disturbing them. Be sure that your rifle is ready, an@— ae a “* * - Sah hea plea ail) Stat Ss SPREE Mad Sige ite Oa , “ . . Se -_ _~ aS | . a . comichooks: ‘com bre Pe ~~ pe