The Miller sun. (Miller, Hand County, S.D.) 190?-19??, 1906-02-21
CHAPTER XXI.


The little vessel was dragged from lis
concealment. and the two young men
were soon glidiag down the river. Nor
wood had not forgotten to inform his
comrade about the circumstances of find
ing the spot where a canoe had evidently
been drawn up, and of the strange con-
duet of Vesuyius. For several hours
they silently piled the paddles, always
keeping close TO the shore.
They had reached a place where the
river made sudden sweep 90 the left,
and was much wider, when a man APP
peared ON the opposite bank and be-
sought them in an imprisoned manner
TO come to his assistance,
Simon Kenton paid no attention to
his entreaties, which astonished Allan
very much, whose ears were ever open
TO the cries Of those in distress.
What do You want?' asked our hero
touched with pity by the frantic en-
treaties of the unknown. and apparent
~, greatly terrified individual.
''I've escaped from the Wyandots
they are after me. and | cannot cross
the river; come and take me off, il you
are Christians" returned the man, who
continued TO run along the shore, wiring
ing his hands as the boat passed on.
"Let MS take him into the boat" said
Allan.
Kenton smiled. and shook his head,
and the man redoubled his cries, protest
ing that the Indians would soon recap
ture him if he did not succeed in getting
across the river.
en-, lcs~
Come my friend, this is unlike you!
Arc you not touched by the terrible
fears and miserable condition of the
wretched MANI"
Not l." said Kenton. ''This distress
is not real: it is an infamous plot to
allure US TO the other side. The white
scoundrel is backed by score of red
skins, no doubt"
"Are you really in earnest?' asked
Norwood
Perfectly so. You are laying a trap
to deceive us" said Kenton, ceasing to
use his paddle.
ed that he was not, but was acting in
perfect good faith.
"How many Indians are there up in
the woods behind youY" resumed Ken
ton, laying down his paddle.
The man swore that there was not one
there to his knowledge: but he expected
every moment the woods would be full
of them, when he. unfortunate fellow,
would perhaps be burned at the stake,
the subject of fortunes impossible to de-
scribe.
"Now back water a little, and keep
the boat steady" whispered Kenton;
then addressing the fellow in distress:
IF we go ashore, you promise to play
US no Indian tricks?'
'.Not trick" was the reply; and the
white impostor called heaven and earth,
and the Maker of both, to witness his
truthfulness.
Turn the boat quite round, head to
the opposite shore, SO as to bring you
between myself and him." said Kenton,
in allow voice.
"What if he should prove to be no
impostor after alp remarked Allan.
Nonsense! Look! can see paint
ed face peeping from behind y bush.
Steady--as you are. When / have fred,
drop your paddle and let fly at the In
dian, IL you get chance"
The little boat now lay quietly upon
the water; and before the man on shore
perceived what was intended, Kenton
raised his piece and discharged it.
The white man fell--scrambled to his
feet--and fell second time. Allan had
kept watch of the red face behind the
bush, and the instant Kenton fred, seiz-
ed his own rifle and followed his exam
pie with all the celebrity and precision of
a practiced hunter. The painted visage
disappeared, and loud warwhoop re-
sounded through the forest.
You see | was right" said Kenton.
You have finished your fellow, and the
white renegade has got what he won't
get over in hurry"
His distress seems to be more real
now" observed Allan, as the wounded
man attempted to recover his feet for
the third time with no better success
than before.
While Norwood was speaking, several
Indians appeared on the bank of the
river, and our two friends were saluted
with a shower Of balls.
load your rifles" said Kenton, cool
| ", land will pull up close to the shore,
and get as far out Of range as possible.
Several OF their balls. Won see. have
| touched the boat.
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