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Henty, G. A. (George Alfred), 1832-1902

"On the Pampas"

There!"
And he took it out of his pocket and laid it on the table. No one
appeared to have the slightest interest in it, or to pay any
attention to it. So Hubert went on: "Well, after looking at the
duck, I put it into my pocket, and went out from the bushes to my
horse. As I got to him I heard a yell, which nearly made me tumble
down, it startled me so; and not a hundred yards away, and riding
to cut me off from home, were thirty or forty Indians. I was not
long, as you may guess, climbing into my saddle, and bolted like a
shot. I could not make straight for home, but had to make a sweep
to get round them. I was better mounted than all of them, except
three; but they kept gradually gaining on me, while all the rest in
turn gave up the chase; and, like papa, I had left my revolver
behind. Black Tom did his best, and I encouraged him to the utmost;
but I began to think that it was all up with me, for I was
convinced that they would catch me before I could get in. When I
was little more than three hundred yards from the gate I saw Maud
come dashing down with her rifle toward the gate, and a little
afterward Ethel came too. The Indians kept getting nearer and
nearer, and I expected every moment to feel the tomahawk. I could
not think why the girls did not fire, but I supposed that they did
not feel sure enough of their aim: and I had the consolation that
the Indian nearest could not be going to strike, or they would risk
a shot.


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