Beadle's Dime Novels, No. 91: The Lost Cache — page 67: what you’re looking at

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THE THIRD ARRIVAL. 69. Kate was glad of the pnpitaateg, aud soon forgot her toil and fatigue in a sweet and refreshing sleep. After the horses were turned out to graze, a conversation ensued between the men, with regard to what should be done next. Mr. Brainard thought it would be best to find some secluded spot that would be difficult of access, where they might fix their camp without fear of being molested by prowl- ing bands of savages. , The half-breed was of the same opinion, and sallied out, rifle in hand, for the purpose of finding a suitable place. He returned in the course of an hour, and announced that he had: selected an excellent location in a glen, where it was not pos- sible that they would be discovered, if they used ordinary caution. The glen contained grass and pools of rain-water for the animals, and there was a fine stream in a rayine at no great distance, that would supply them with water for drink- ing purposes. As this appeared to ‘be just what was wanted, the horses were’ brought in, Kate was awakened, and Téte Bois led the party to the glen. It was with considerable difficulty that the horses and wagons were taken down over the rugged ground, and it was not until nightfall that all were safely ensconced in’ the deep valley, as “snug as a bug in a rug,’ as Kate said. Mr. Brainard appeared to be not altogether pleased with the location, as there seemed to be no good avenue of escape in . case they should be attacked; but Téte Bois assured him that there was not the remotest danger of discovery, and that they would be safe if the whole mountain swarmed with Indians, as they were well hid, and their trail had been carefully covered. As it was too late for further investigations, nothing re- mained but to get supper and go to sleep, which all were glad to do. . During the night Mr. Brainard, who was watching the camp, awoke the half: breed: “ Be quiet, ” said he, “and listen. Do you hear any thing ?” “Think I do,” answered Téte Bois, as he sat up and lis- ° tened. “What do you think it is” “ Sounds like shootin’.” a comicbooks.com