"
"But the cry, corporal," urged Jackson, "what say you to
the cry Green says he heard when you left us?"
"All stuff; did anybody else hear it besides Green, you
were all sitting on the bank with him?"
No one answering in the affirmative, Corporal Nixon
declared the thing to be impossible, or he should have
heard it too; nor could he see what connection there was
between that cry--supposing there had been one--and the
facts that had come immediately under their own observation.
"Hist," interrupted Collins, placing one hand upon the
speaker's shoulder, and with the other directing his
attention to what, now seen by the whole of the party,
was ill calculated to re-assure them.
CHAPTER IV.
Stealthily gliding through the fresh and thinly foliaged
wood, that skirted the opposite shore, yet almost concealed
from view, Corporal Nixon now beheld the crouching forms
of several armed Indians, nearly naked, and evidently in
war costume. They were following the serpentine course
necessitated by the interposing trees, and seeking
cautiously to establish themselves behind cover on the
very verge of the bank.
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