Pulp Fiction, 1866 · page 52 of 98
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54 , THE TWIN SCOUTS. lick a heap ef dey’ll only fight fa’. ee dey pile ona feller all to one’t. Wat's dat?” The young men had paused eoahae ovicienitly: at fault. “The trail is lost,” said Ben.’ . | “ Gorry, dat’s bad. Whar’ dey gone, tink ?” “We will find out directly. “It is evident that they begi to suspect ‘that some one may follow them, and have taken measures to cover their trail. I don’t see how, though.” _» “Where do'you lose the trail ?” said Alph. “On the shore,” replied Ben. “ Look in. the water,” said Alph. “You haye hit it, by Jove. You could not have found a nicer place for that trick. See, it shoals gradually, and they have ridden in the water about. three feet from the shore. Go on to the end of the shingle, Sam, and see if you do not find the ‘tracks again. We will wait here.” The giant went off on a run, and in a few moments his hoarse voice called to the brothers to come on, They hasten- ed their steps, and again found the tracks of men. ant mats & thick upon the sand. From this to the end, artifice after artifice was naed.” as: de- lude the pursuers. But they, patient and untiring in their — efforts, never despaired of their ultimate success, but worked out each problem i in woodcraft with persevering zeal. Slow- ly but surely they kept on their course, and the tenth day found them approaching the Huron eee toward which the trail tended. Here they paused, and arranged a plan for the proposed rescue. . ; conniclooolks.eomn