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ar e ' THE NIGHT-WATOH. ~~ 83 cows inthe corn. I have heard that there are white men in this country, who are as bad as any red-skitis, if not worse.” - Wilson’ carried his point, as he usually did when he was in éarnest. The cattle were put to the wagons, not ‘without a little grutubling, and the caravan moved on to the prairié. When they reached the spot selected by Wilson, it was night. The wagons were at once corraled, the animals were secured, and guards were set. ItwasjustlikeJohn Wilson's obstinacy, the men said, to use more precaution than he bad ever yet used, simply because it eee been said that there was no dan- EOE T TS 4p LAITELABO The night wore “away + without any appearance of danger, and the laugh was “against Wilson when he came to take his turf at mounting guard. ‘Many were the jokes and gibes of the telieved. sentinels, who were jolly at the prospect of wrap- ae ee ee and -enjoying: a comfortable snooze. . 3). 3B Si. “ Laugh as much as you please,” sald: Wilson. “I: don't care what fon you poke at the, as long as we are safe. I had rathet be Inughed at than lose my Wigons.. We have come ap, fo perio aniety, Sey 2 Senne nyse pemmae tad thing af the dast.” » The night was'cleariahd: ‘bright after the nino Tose, It was profoundly quiet, and-ears, as well as eyes, could reach far on such a night; but.there was nothing to be seen or heard - outside of the camp, and/it was not such a a would choose for an attack. atin WY vniecnalind ameunbtie sani}, cottgmied dgilidt« wagon, thinking of Miriam Boyd, and hoping that he might yet win her. He was glad that his precautions had proved eget ccecemeye Wieifonsaen they, indeed, unnecessary? Wilson’s meditations terrupted by the whinnying of a horse in the direction cic sac’ He heard it again and again—there was more than one horse. He laid his ear to the ground) and could hear the stamping of horses and the voices of men: - The noises were at their first camp, near the river-bank. A party was there, and it was probable that they were enemies, Whether enemies or friends, it was necessary to be prepared for the worst. comcodooks.com