The citizen-Republican. (Scotland, Bon Homme County, S.D.) 1???-19??, 1905-08-10
XIV
HOW WE FOUND THE SUNKEN
VALLEY.

NALLE1.
Looking back upon the hazards and
chance-takings Of our adventure in the
wilderness, 1 recall no more promising
risk h that we ran by sleeping I'M
sentried within rifle shot, for aught we
knew, of the camp of the enemy.
But touching this, it's only on the
mimic stage of the manc that the
players rise to the plane of superhuman
sagaclty and angel-wit, never faltering
IN their lines nor betraying by slip or
tongue-trip their kinship with common
humankind. Being mere mortals, we
were not so endowed; we were but four
outwearied men, we'll spent in the long
chase, with never a leg among US fit
to pace a sentry beat nor a decent
wakeful eye to keep it company. So,
as l have said, We took the risk and
slept; would have slept as soundly, |
dare say, a the risk been twice as
great.
We were astir at the earliest CRAVING
OF the dawn. Richard and I, and We're
the laggards of the company at that,
since the old hunter was already out
and away, and the Indian had kindled
a fire and was grinding more of the
parched corn Tor the morning meal.
Dick sat up in his leaf litter, yawning
like a sleepy giant.
Lord, Jack" said he, 'if ever we win
out of this coil with a full day to spare,
l mean to sleep the clock hands twice
around at a stretch, I promise you.
Twas but a catch. this cat-nap; no
more than enough to leave a bad taste
in the mouth"
Aye, but the taste may be washed
out" said L. Il am for a dip in the
river; what say you?"
He took me at the word, and we had
an e~ye-opening plunge in the spring
cold flood Of the swift little liver at the
mouth of our ravine. Twas most mar
Vicious refreshing, and with appetites
sharp set and whetted by the stripping
Inc plunging We were back at the fire
In time to give good day to Ephraim
Yeates, at that moment returned with
the headquarters of a fine yearling
buck, fresh killed, across his shoulders.
Seeing the deer's meat, we would
think the old hunters thrift Of the
dawn sufficiently accounted for, but
When the cuts were a-broil we were
made to know that the buck was mere
ly a lucky incident in the early morn
ing scouting.
Taking time by the forelock, the old
borderer had swept a circle of recon-
naissance around our hating place. ito
get the p'ints Of the compass" as he
would say. His first discovery was
that the ford we had found in the dark
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ancient and well used indian trace.
Along this trace from the eastward the
powder train had come, no longer ago
than mid-afternoon Of yesterday, and
arguing from this that the night camp
of the band would be but a short march
to the westward, Yeates had pushed on
to feel out the enemy's position.
F'or a mile or more beyond the ford
he had trailed the convoy easily. The
Indian trace or path, well trampled by
the numerous horses of the cavalcade.
followed the upstream windings Of the
swift river straight into the eye of the
western mountains. But in the eve it.
self, a rocky deflle where the slopes
on each hand became frowning battle
ments to narrow valley and stream, the
one to a darkling gorge, the other to
a laundering torrent, the trail was lost
as completely as If the powder con-
voy had vanished into thin air.
Here was a fresh complication. and
one that called for instant action. We
had counted pom a battle royal in any
attempt to rescue the women, but that
Falconnet, impeded as he was by the
slow movements Of the powder cargo.
could slip away, was a contingency for
which we We're wholly unprepared.
So, as you would guess, the hunter
breakfast was hurriedly dispatched.
and by the time the sun was shoulder
high over the eastern hills we had bro
ken camp and crossed the river. and
We're pressing forward to the gorge of
disappearance.
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