CHAPTER
XXXIII.
AN ADVENTUROUS DEER HUNT.
IN answer to Sumner's call, the others sprang up
and hurried in the direction of his voice. As they got
beyond the circle of firelight they saw that the day
was breaking, though in the forest its light was dim
and uncertain. It was much stronger ahead of them, and
within a minute they stood at the water's edge, where
objects near at hand were plainly discernible.
Although they more than suspected that the 'Glades had
been left behind, they were hardly prepared for the
sight that greeted their eyes. Instead of a limitless
expanse of grass and water dotted with islands, they
saw a broad river flowing dark and silently towards
the coming dawn through a dense growth of tall forest
trees. But for the direction of its current, it was a
counterpart of the one, now so far behind, by which
they had entered the 'Glades from the Gulf.
Of more immediate importance even than the river
were the objects to which Sumner triumphantly directed
their attention. These were the long-unseen canoes and
the cruiser, with masts, sails, and paddles in their
places, and looking but little the worse for their
journey than when their owners had stepped from them
nearly a week before. Sumner had discovered them,
snugly moored to the bank, a short distance below the
landing place, and had towed them up to where the
others now saw them. In the bottom of the Hu-la-lah
lay their guns and pistols, carefully oiled and in
perfect order. Everything was in place, and they could
not find that a single article of their outfit was
missing.
"I declare!" said the Lieutenant, "those Indians
are decent fellows, after all, and though I am
provoked with them for their obstinacy in not granting
us a single interview, as well as for the way they
compelled us to journey through their country, I can't
help admiring the manner in which they have fulfilled
their share of our contract. They have shown the
utmost fairness and honesty in all their dealings with
us, and I don't know that I blame them for the way in
which they have acted. They have been treated so
abominably by the Government ever since Florida came
into our possession that they certainly have ample
cause to be suspicious of all white men."
Quorum was sent down to watch the canoes and see
that they did not again disappear, while the others
ate the scanty breakfast that he had prepared. At it
they drank the last of their coffee, and Quorum
reported that there was nothing left of their
provisions save some cornmeal and a few biscuit.
As they talked of this state of affairs, Sumner
said that he had started up a deer when he went after
the canoes, and Worth was confident that this must be
a good place in which to find his favorite game --
wild turkeys.
"It looks as though we would have to stop here long
enough to do a little hunting before proceeding any
farther," said the Lieutenant.
To this proposition the boys, eager to use their
recovered guns, readily agreed.
So, after making sure that their camp was no longer
guarded, and that they were at liberty to go where
they pleased, it was decided to devote the morning to
hunting, with the hope of replenishing their larder.
Quorum and the sailor were left to guard camp and the
boats, while the others entered the piney woods, going
directly back from the river. The Lieutenant carried a
rifle and the boys their shotguns, while each had his
pockets well filled with loaded shells.
The pine forest was filled with a dense undergrowth
of saw palmetto, and the ground beneath these was
covered with rough masses of broken coralline rock. It
was also so slippery with a thick coating of brown
pine needles. Under these circumstances, therefore, it
was almost impossible to proceed silently, and
whatever game they might have seen received ample
warning of their approach in time to make good its
escape.
When they at length came to a grassy savanna, on
the opposite side of which was a small hammock of
green, shrubby trees, the Lieutenant proposed that the
boys remain concealed where they were while he made a
long circuit around it. He would thus approach from
its leeward side, and any game that he ]night
scare up would be almost certain to come in their
direction, After stationing them a few hundred feet
apart, so that they could cover a greater territory,
and warning them to keep perfectly quiet, he left
them.
The sky was clouded, and a high wind soughed
mournfully through the tops of the pines. Every now
and then the boys were startled by the crash of a
falling branch, while the grating of the interlocking
limbs above them sounded like distressed meanings. It
was all so dismal and lonesome that finally Worth
could stand it no longer, and made his way to where
Sumner was sitting.
"Have you noticed how full the air is of smoke ?"
he said, as he approached his companion. "My eyes are
smarting from it."
"Yes," replied Sumner, "it has given me a choking
sensation for some time. I expect the woods are on
fire somewhere."
"Really!" said Worth, looking about him,
apprehensively. "Then don't you think we ought to be
getting back towards the river ?"
"No, not yet. The fire must be a long way off
still, and it would never do for us to leave without
Lieutenant Carey. He would think we were lest, and be
terribly anxious. There he is now! Did you hear that
?"
Yes, Worth heard the distant rifle shot that
announced the Lieutenant's whereabouts. Instantly his
freshly aroused hunting instinct banished all thoughts
of the fire, and he hurried back to his pest. He had
net more than reached it before there came a crashing
among the palmettoes, and ere the startled boy
realized its cause, two deer, bounding ever the
undergrowth with superb leaps, dashed past him and
disappeared.
"Why didn't you fire ?" cried Sumner, hurrying up a
moment later. "It was a splendid shot! I would give
anything for such a chance &!"
"I never thought of it," answered Worth, ,
ruefully. "Besides, they went so quickly that I didn't
have time."
"They ought to have stood still for a minute or
two, that's a fact," said Sumner, who was rather
inclined to laugh at his less experienced
companion.
Just then there came another crashing of the
palmettoes, and a third deer bounded into sight for an
instant, only to disappear immediately as the others
had done.
"Why didn't you fire ?" laughed Worth. "It was a
splendid shot!"
"Because this is your station," replied Sumner,
anxious to conceal beneath this weak excuse the fact
that he had been fully as startled and unnerved as his
companion. "I do believe, though," he added, "that
this last fellow was wounded, and perhaps we may get
him yet."
The discovery of fresh blood on the palmetto leaves
through which the flying animal had passed confirmed
this belief, and without a thought of the possible
consequences the boys set off in hot pursuit of the
wounded deer.
They easily followed the trail of the blood smeared
leaves, and in the ardor of their pursuit they might
have gone a mile, or they might have gone ten for all
they knew, when suddenly, without warning, they came
face to face with the deer. He was a full grown buck,
with branching antlers still in the velvet, and by his
swaying from side to side he was evidently exhausted.
The sight of his enemies seemed to infuse him with
renewed strength, and the next instant he charged
fiercely towards them.
Worth, attempting to run, tripped and fell in his
path. Sumner, with better luck, sprang aside, and sent
a charge of buckshot into the furious animal at such
short range that the muzzle of his gun nearly touched
it. It fell in a heap on top of Worth, gave one or two
convulsive kicks, and was dead.
Its warm lifeblood spurted over the prostrate boy,
and when Sumner dragged him from beneath the quivering
carcass he was smeared with it from head to foot.
"Are you hurt, old man ?" inquired Sumner,
anxiously, as his companion leaned heavily on him,
trembling from exhaustion and his recent fright.
"I don't know that I am," replied Worth, with a
feeble attempt at a smile. "I expect I am only bruised
and scratched. But, oh, Sumner, what an awfully
ferocious thing a deer is! Seems to me they are as bad
as panthers. What wouldn't I give for a drink of
water! I can hardly speak, I am so choked with
smoke."
With this, Sumner suddenly became aware that the
smoke, which they had net noticed in the excitement of
their chase, had so increased in density that
breathing was becoming difficult. Thoroughly alarmed,
he looked about him. In all directions the woods were
full of it, and even at a short distance the trees
showed indistinctly through its blue haze. Now, for
the first time, the boys were conscious of a dull roar
with which the air was filled. Their long chase must
have led them directly towards the fire.
"We must get back to camp as quickly as possible!"
exclaimed Sumner, realizing at once the danger of
their situation. "Come on, Worth, we haven't a moment
to lose!"
"But what shall we do with our deer'?' asked the
blood-covered boy, who could not bear the thought of
relinquishing their hard-won prize.
"Never mind the deer, but come along!" replied
Sumner. "If I am not mistaken, we shall have our hands
full taking care of ourselves. That fire is coming
down en us faster than we can run, and we haven't any
too much start of it as it is.
CHAPTER XXXIV.
HEMMED IN BY A FOREST FIRE.
Which way were they to fly? The terrible roar of
the burning forest seemed to come from all directions,
and the smoke seemed hardly less dense on one side
than en another. But there had been no fire where they
came from, and they must retrace their steps along the
bloodmarked trail that they had followed, of course.
Although the body of the deer lay near the spot where
it had ended, they were at first too bewildered to
discover it, and lost several precious minutes in
searching among the palmetto leaves for its crimson
signs. At length they found them, and started back on
a run.
It was exhausting work trying to run through the
thick scrub, ever its leglike roots, and among the
rough rock masses strewn in the wildest confusion
between them, and their speed was quickly reduced to a
walk. Sumner went ahead, and, with arms uplifted to
protect his face from the sawlike edges of the stout
leaf stems, forced a way through them, with Worth
close behind him.
They had not gene far when Sumner suddenly stepped
and, with a despairing gesture, pointed ahead. The
flames were in front of them, and could be distinctly
seen licking the brown tree trunks, and stretching
their writhing arms high aloft towards the green
tops.
"We are going right into the fire!" the boy
exclaimed, hoarsely. "The deer must have seen it, and
been curving away from it when we over took him!"
So they turned back, and rushed blindly, without
trying to follow the trail, in the opposite direction.
Before they had gone half a mile Worth's strength
became exhausted, and he sank down on a palmetto root
gasping for breath.
"I can't go any farther, Sumner! Oh, I can't!" he
cried, piteously.
"But you must! You can't stay here to be burned to
death! We are almost certain to find a slough with
water in it, or a stream!" and grasping his comrade by
the arm, Sumner pulled him again to his feet.
As he did so, the hammers of Worth's gun became
caught in something, and the next instant both barrels
were discharged with a startling explosion.
"That's a good idea!" exclaimed Sumner. "Let's fire
all our cartridges as fast as we can. Perhaps they are
out looking for us, and will hear the shots."
So saying, he fired both barrels of his own gun
into the air, and quickly reloading, fired again.
Worth followed suit; but just as Sumner was ready to
fire for the third time he was startled by a sharp
crackling sound close beside him. He turned quickly.
There was a bright blaze within ten feet of him. The
first accidental discharge of Worth's gun, as it lay
pointed directly into a mass of dry grass and dead
palmetto leaves, had set this on fire. Worth
instinctively sprang towards it with the intention of
trying to stamp it out, but, with a joyful cry, Sumner
restrained him.
"It's the very thing!" he shouted. "A back fire!
Why didn't I think of it before? We must set a line of
it as quick as we can!"
Worth did not understand, and hesitated; but seeing
Sumner, with a bunch of lighted leaves in his hand,
rush from one clump of palmetto to another, touching
his blazing torch to their dry, tinderlike stalks, he
realized that his companion knew what he was about,
and began to follow his example.
Within five minutes a wall of flame a hundred yards
in length was roaring and leaping in front of them,
fanned into such fury by the high wind that they were
obliged to retreat from its blistering breath. They
could not retreat far, however, for during their delay
the main fire had gained fearfully upon them, and its
awful roar seemed one of rage that they should have
attempted to escape from it. Mingled with this was the
crash of falling trees and the screams of wild animals
that now began to rush frantically past the boys. A
herd of flying deer nearly trampled them underfoot;
and directly afterwards they were confronted with the
gleaming eyes of a panther. With an angry snarl he too
dashed forward. Great snakes writhed and hissed along
the ground, and Worth clutched Sumner's arm in
terror.
Seizing his gun, the latter began shooting at the
snakes; nor did he stop until his last cartridge was
expended.
It was horrible to stand there helplessly awaiting
the result of that life-and-death race between those
mighty columns of flame; but they knew not what else
to do. Now they could no longer see in which direction
to fly. The swirling smoke clouds were closing in on
them from all sides, and only by holding their faces
close to the earth could they catch occasional breaths
of fresh air.
Sumner's plan was to remain where they were until
the last moment, and then rush out over the smoldering
embers of the fire they had set. The main body of this
was now rapidly retreating from them. At the same time
a fringe of flame from it was working backward towards
them. Though they made feeble efforts to beat this
out, their strength was too nearly exhausted for them
to make much headway against it. The heat was now so
intense that their skin was blistering and their
brains seemed almost ready to burst.
Worth had flung away his gun, just after loading
it, when he began to set the back fires, and now the
sound of a double report from that direction showed
that the flames had found it. The noise of these
reports was followed by a loud cry, and out of the
smoke clouds a strange, wild figure came leaping. It
was a human figure. As the boys recognized it, they
echoed its cry. Then by their frantic shouts they
guided it to where they were crouching and making
ready for their desperate rush into the hot ashes and
still blazing remains of the back fire.
The figure that sprang to their side, and, seizing
Worth's arm, uttered the single word "Come!" was that
of Ul-we, the young Seminole, though the boys, having
never seen him, did not, of course, recognize
him.
THE ORDEAL OF FIRE LASTED BUT A MINUTE.
With thankful hearts and implicit
faith they followed him as he dashed back into the
thickest of the smoke clouds that still hung low over
the newly burnt space before them. They choked and
gasped, and their feet became blistered with the heat
that penetrated through the soles of their boots.
Worth would have fallen but for the strong hand that
upheld him, and dragged him resistlessly forward. The
ordeal of fire lasted but a minute, when they emerged
in a grassy glade at one end of the burnt space, and
ran to a clump of water-loving shrubs that marked a
slough beyond it.
The vanguard of the main fire raced close after
them, flashing through the brittle grass as though it
were gunpowder; and as they dashed into the bushes,
and their feet sank into the mud and water of the
slough, its hot breath was mingled with theirs.
In the very centre of the thicket Ul-we threw
himself down in water that just covered his body, and
held his head a little above its surface. The boys
followed his example, and experienced an instant
relief from the cool water. In this position they
could breathe easily, for the smoke clouds seemed
unable to touch the surface of the water, but rolled
two or three inches above it.
Here they lay for what seemed an eternity while the
fire fiends raged and roared on all sides of them, and
in the air above. The heat waves scorched and withered
the green thicket, the water of the little slough grew
warm and almost hot, the air that they breathed was
stifling, and for a time it almost seemed as though
they had escaped a roasting only to be boiled alive
like lobsters.
After a while, that appeared to the poor boys a
long, weary time, the fiercest of the flames swept by,
and their roar no longer filled the surrounding space.
There were rifts in the smoke clouds, and perceptible
intervals of fresh air between them. Finally the boys
could sit up, and at length stand, but not until then
were they certain that the danger had passed.
Then Sumner grasped the young Indian's right hand
in both of his, and tears stood in the boy's eyes as
he said: "I don't know as you can understand me; I
don't know who you are, and I don't care. I only know
that you have saved us from a horrible death, and that
from this moment I am your friend for life."
As for poor Worth, the tears fairly streamed down
his smoke-begrimed, blood-stained cheeks, as, in
faltering words, he also tried to express his
gratitude.
The Indian seemed to understand, for he smiled and
said: "Me Ul-we. Quor'm know um. You Summer. You Worf.
Me heap glad find um. 'Fraid not. Hunt um; hunt um
long time, no find um. Bimeby hear gun, plenty. Hunt
um, no find um. Bimeby hear one gun, bang! bang!
quick. Then come, find um. Hindleste. If me no find
um, fire catch um pretty quick, burn up, go big sleep.
Holewagus! Ul-we feel bad, Quor'm feel bad, all body
feel bad. Now all body heap hap, dance, sing, eat
'leap, feel plenty glad."
All of which may be translated thus: "I am very
glad to have found you, for I was afraid I shouldn't.
I hunted and hunted a long time, but couldn't find
you. At last I heard guns fired many times, and hunted
in that direction, still without finding you. Finally
I heard both barrels of a gun fired at once, not far
from where I was, and then I found you. It is good. If
I had not found you just when I did, the fire would
have caught you and burned you to death, which would
have been terrible. I should have felt very badly. So
would Quorum and all your friends. Now everybody will
rejoice."
Ul-we had been ordered to watch the camp of the
white men by the river until they left it, but to
remain unseen by them. He had noted the departure of
the hunting party, and had also been aware of the
approach of the forest fire while it was still at a
great distance. When, some hours later, the Lieutenant
came back full of anxiety concerning the boys, and
immediately started off again to hunt for them, Ul-we
also started in another direction, with the happy
result already described.
They remained in the slough two hours longer,
before the surrounding country was sufficiently cooled
off for them to travel over it. Then they set out
under Ul-we's guidance, though where he would take
them to the boys had not the faintest idea.
CHAPTER XXXV.
THE BOYS IN A SEMINOLE CAMP.
ALTHOUGH Ul-we started out from the slough that had
proved such a haven of safety in one direction, he
quickly found cause to change it for another. This
cause was the lameness of the boys, for their
blistered feet felt as though parboiled, and each step
was so painful that it seemed as if they could not
take another. They were also faint for want of food,
and exhausted by their recent terrible experience. The
young Indian was also suffering greatly. The moccasins
had been burned from his feet, and the act of walking
caused him the keenest pain; but no trace of limp or
hesitation betrayed it, nor did he utter a murmur of
complaint.
He had intended leading them directly to their own
camp; but that was miles away, and seeing that they
would be unable to reach it in their present
condition, he changed his course towards a much nearer
place of refuge. He soon found that to get Worth even
that far he must sup port and almost carry him. As for
Sumner, he clinched his teeth, and mentally vowing
that he would hold out as long as the barefooted
Indian, he strode manfully along behind the others
with his gun, which he had retained through all their
struggles, on his shoulder.
In this way, after an hour of weary marching, they
entered a live oak hammock, into which even the fierce
forest fire had not been able to penetrate. Here they
were soon greeted by a barking of dogs that announced
the presence of some sort of a camp. It was that of
the Seminole party which had been detailed to conduct
our explorers across the Everglades, and act as guards
about their halting places. There were about twenty
men in this party, and as they bad brought their women
and children with them, and had erected at this place
a number of palmetto huts, the camp presented the
aspect of a regular village. Poor Worth had just
strength enough to turn to Sumner, with a feeble
smile, and say, "At last we are going to see one,"
when he sank down, unable to walk another step.
A shout from Ul-we brought the inmates of the camp
flocking to the spot. Both the boys were tenderly
lifted in strong arms and borne to one of the huts,
where they were laid on couches of skins and blankets.
They were indeed spectacles calculated to move even an
Indian's heart to pity. Their clothing was in rags,
while their faces, necks, and hands were torn by the
saw palmettoes through which they had forced their
way. Worth was found to have received several cuts
from the sharp hoofs of the wounded deer, and he was
bloodstained from head to foot. Besides this, they
were begrimed with smoke and soot until their original
color had entirely disappeared. They were water-soaked
and plastered with mud and ashes. Certainly two more
forlorn and thoroughly wretched-looking objects had
never been seen there, or elsewhere, than were our
canoemates at that moment.
But no people know better how to deal with just
such cases than the Indians into whose hands the boys
had so fortunately fallen, and within an hour their
condition was materially changed for the better. Their
soaked and ragged clothing had been removed, they had
been bathed in hot water and briskly rubbed from head
to foot. A salve of bear's grease had been applied to
their cuts and to their blistered feet, which latter
were also bound with strips of cotton cloth. Each was
clad in a clean calico shirt of gaudy colors and
fanciful ornamentation. Each had a gay handkerchief
bound about his head, and a pair of loose moccasins
drawn over his bandaged feet. Each was also provided
with a red blanket which, belted about the waist and
hanging to the ground, took the place of trousers.
Thus arrayed, and sitting on bearskin couches, with
a steaming sofkee kettle and its great wooden spoon
between them, it is doubtful if their own parents
would have recognized them. For all that they were
very comfortable, and by the way that sofkee was
disappearing, it was evident that their appetites at
least had suffered no injury. They at once recognized
sofkee from Quorum's description. They also knew the
history of the wooden spoon; but just now they wee too
hungry to remember it, or to care if they did.
At length, when they had almost reached the limit
of their capacity in the eating line, and began to
find time for conversation, Worth remarked,
meditatively:
"I belie"e, after all, that I like fishing better
than hunting. There isn't so much excitement about it,
but, on the whole, I think it is more
satisfactory."
"Fishing for what?" laughed Sumner. "For bits of
meat, with a wooden spoon, in a Seminole sofkee
kettle, and looking so much like an Indian that your
own father would refuse to recognize you?"
"If I thought I looked as much like an Indian as
you do I would never claim to be a white boy again,"
retorted Worth.
"I only wish that I could hold a mirror up in front
of you," replied Sumner; and then each was so struck
by the comical appearance of the other that they
laughed until out of breath; while the stolid-faced
Seminole boys, stealthily staring at them from outside
the hut, exchanged looks of pitying amazement.
After this, Sumner still further excited the wonder
of the young Indians by performing several clever
sleight-of-hand tricks, while Worth regretted his
inability to dance a clog for their benefit. Then
calling Ul-we into the hut, Sumner presented him with
his shotgun, greatly to the "Tall One's" satisfaction.
Worth was distressed that he had nothing to give the
brave young fellow; but brightened at Sumner's
suggestion that perhaps Ul-we would go with them to
Cape Florida, where Mr. Manton would be certain to
present him with some suitable reward for his recent
service.
When Ul-we was made to comprehend what was wanted
of him, he explained that it would be impossible to go
with them then, but that he would meet them at Cape
Florida on any date that they might fix. So Sumner
fixed the date as the first night of the next new
moon, and Worth added a request that he should bring
with him all the occupants of the present camp, which
he promised to do, if possible.
Although the boys had no idea of where they were,
they felt confident that somehow or other they would
be able to keep the appointment thus made, and also
that the Mantons' yacht would be on hand about the
same time. They tried to find out from Ul-we how far
they were from Cape Florida at the present moment; but
he, having received orders not to afford any member of
Lieutenant Carey's party the slightest information
regarding the country through which they were passing,
pretended not to understand the boys' questions, and
only answered, vaguely, "Un-cah" to all of them.
By this time the day was nearly spent, and it was
sunset when the boys' own clothes were returned to
them, dried, cleaned, and with their rents neatly
mended by the skillful needles of the Seminole squaws.
Then Ul-we said he was ready to take them to their own
camp, and though they would gladly have stayed longer
in this interesting village, the boys realized that
they ought to relieve Lieutenant Carey's anxiety as
soon as possible. So they expressed their willingness
to accompany Ul-we, but hoped that the walk would not
be a long one.
"No walk," replied Ul-we, smiling. "Go Injun boat.
Heap quick."
Accompanied by half the camp, and shouting back,
"Heep-a-non-est-cha," which they had learned meant
goodbye, to the rest, they followed their guide a
short distance to the head of a narrow ditch that had
evidently been dug by the Indians. Here they entered
Ul-we's canoe, and after a few minutes of poling they
realized, in spite of the darkness, that they were
once more on the edge of the Everglades.
After skirting the forest line for some time, they
turned sharply into a stream that entered it, and
again the boys found themselves borne rapidly along on
a swift current through a cypress belt. An hour later
they saw the glow of a campfire through the trees, and
their canoe was directed towards it. Stepping out as
the canoe slid silently up to the bank, the boys,
wishing to surprise their friends, stole softly in the
direction of the circle of firelight. On its edge they
paused.
At one side of the fire sat Lieutenant Carey,
looking worn and haggard; Quorum stood near him,
gazing into the flames with an expression of the
deepest dejection, while the sailor, looking very
solemn, was toasting a bit of fresh meat on the end of
a stick.
"No," they heard the Lieutenant say, "I can't
conceive any hope that they have escaped, for the only
traces that I found of them led directly towards the
fire. How I can ever muster up courage to face Mrs.
Rankin or meet the Mantons with the news of this
tragedy, I don't know."
"Hit's a ter'ble ting, sah. Ole Quor'm know him
couldn' do hit."
"Then it's lucky you won't have to try!" exclaimed
Sumner, joyously, stepping into sight, closely
followed by Worth.
"Oh, you precious young rascals! You villains,
you!" cried the Lieutenant, springing to his feet, and
seizing the boys by the shoulders, as though about to
shake them. "How dared you give us such a fright?
Where have you been?"
"Out deer hunting, sir," answered Sumner,
demurely.
Quorum was dancing about them, uttering uncouth and
inarticulate expressions of joy; while the sailor,
having dropped his meat into the fire, where it burned
unheeded, gazed at them in speechless amazement.
They told their story in disjointed sentences, from
which their hearers only gathered a vague idea that
they had killed a deer in the burning forest, been
rescued from the flames by an Indian, and borne in his
arms to a Seminole village in the Everglades, from
which, by some unseen means, they had just come.
"I'll bring him up, and he can tell you all about
it himself," concluded Sumner, turning towards the
landing place, to which the Lieutenant insisted on
accompanying him, apparently not willing to trust him
again out of sight.
But neither Ul-we nor his canoe was there. He had
taken advantage of the momentary confusion to
disappear, and the Lieutenant said he was thankful
their canoes had not disappeared at the same time.
When they returned to the fire, they found Quorum
hard at work cooking venison steaks.
"Then you did get a deer, sir, after all?" queried
Sumner.
"No, I only wounded one, and he escaped. This
fellow was one of a herd that, terrified by the fire,
came crashing right into camp, and was shot by the
sailor."
"That's the way I shall hunt hereafter," exclaimed
Worth -- "stay quietly and safely in camp, and let the
game come to
me!"
SUMNER AND WORTH IN THE SEMINOLE CAMP.
..
© 2001 Craig
O'Donnell, editor &
general factotum.
May not be reproduced without my permission. Go scan
your own damn stuff.
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