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Altsheler, Joseph A. (Joseph Alexander), 1862-1919

"The Hunters of the Hills"

"
He picked up the feather and examined it carefully.
"That fell from a warrior's scalplock," he said, "but we don't know to
what tribe the warrior belonged."
"But it's likely to be a hostile trail," said Robert.
Tayoga nodded, and then the three considered. It was only a fragment of
a trail they had seen, but it told them danger was near. Where they were
traveling strangers were enemies until they were proved to be friends,
and the proof had to be of the first class, also. They agreed finally to
turn aside into the woods with the canoe, and stop until night. Then
under cover of the friendly darkness they would resume their journey on
the river.
They chose the heavily wooded crest of a low hill for the place in which
to wait, because they could see some distance from it and remain unseen.
They put the canoe down there and Robert and Tayoga sat beside it, while
Willet went into the woods to see if any further signs of a passing band
could be discovered, returning in an hour with the information that he
had discovered more footprints.


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